Strongest Villain System

Gu Huang sat at the peak of the mountain and fell into a deep state of enlightenment. At first, the blonde girl was still by his side, but as time passed, day by day, she fell into a deep state of enlightenment.    

At first, he paid attention to her, accompanied her, and finally fell into a deep sleep. No matter if it was wind or rain, thunder or lightning, rain or frost, Gu Huang did not move an inch.    

But in the deepest part of his mind, except for the realm of the mind, where there was a glimmer of light, the avatar of the mind was still sitting in the deepest part of darkness. It was a light that could only illuminate a square inch, as if it would be swallowed up by the darkness at any moment.    

At times the incarnation of the mind would sit still, and at other times it would perform a myriad of strange actions. At other times, it would form characters that seemed to be the most original aura in heaven and earth, but also seemed to be an eternal existence.    

No one knew what it represented.    

In the deepest and most original understanding, it wasn't the comprehension of the Dao, but the evolution of a great Dao that represented the supreme Dao of all living things.    

It was easy to talk about the origin ability, but it was hard to do.    

No matter what kind of life form or civilization it was, no one had ever stepped into the extraordinary realm. This seemed to be a simple beginning, but it was actually the most complicated one.    

He had traveled through the Old Territory in a hundred years, and he had almost measured the world, but he had experienced every inch of the Old Territory with his mortal body, and felt every law. This Old Territory, which had been silent for a long time and was almost forgotten, contained the power of the origin of the world. It was not the chaotic power of the outside world.    

Instead, it was the origin energy that Gu Huang had been pursuing. The origin represented the beginning, the beginning, the beginning of all living things, and the energy represented the structure of all the forces in the world.    

But the structure of power needed to evolve into something that could exist in any form, in any race, in any system of the world. When he stepped into this mountain range, Gu Huang felt the structure of evolution.    

It was at this very moment that a mysterious mark appeared on Gu Huang's forehead. A strand of his mind seed flew into the distance, and in just an instant, the Ancient God who was beside him did not notice it at all.    

Under the distant ancient mountain range, about tens of millions of miles away, in a tribe that was almost a primitive tribe, Gu Huang's seed of mind had been catalyzed by a mysterious force, and it had actually become a newborn that had descended from the sky, landing in a tribe that was very similar to the Human Clan.    

"Wah! Wa! Wa!"    

When the cry of the baby woke up the night watchman of the tribe, he saw a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His skin was bronze-colored, and he was wearing a beast hide. Overall, he was no different from the Human Clan. The only difference was that he had a strong physique, and almost every adult strong man in the tribe had a body that was more than two meters tall.    

"The protection of the Ancestor God! A Nascent Soul has descended from the sky!"    

When the night watchman reported the matter, the elderly priest lifted the infant high up into the air with both hands. The people of the surrounding tribes also knelt down in succession, their mouths chanting an extremely ancient language.    

Just like that, the Seed of the Soul officially settled in the tribe, but in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed. During these ten years, Gu Huang did not speak a word and acted as if he was a fool. Every day, he did not train nor communicate with anyone. He just stared at the night sky in a daze. The old priest was still the same, but the tribe had long been filled with rumors and rumors. He remained suspicious of the old priest's words, because he was not a legendary Nascent Soul at all.    

The Old Territory is a fog of eternity and a dead darkness, with no sun, no moon, no sun, no moon, and no seasons, and the races who live here are used to the dark.    

Time was already meaningless. To fill one's stomach and to survive was the only concept of the races in the Old Territory, especially for a small tribe like the Black Mountain Tribe.    

Not only did they have to face extremely fierce desolate beasts, they also had to face the strange things in the darkness. However, these were not the most terrifying things. The most terrifying thing was the pressure from a large tribe.    

"Desolate! Desolate!"    

"The eternal darkness is about to arrive. Grandpa Priest told us to go home quickly."    

"Let's go quickly. The night of eternal darkness has great beasts. Many people die every year."    

A ten year old youth wearing beast skin had a height of almost seven feet. He gave off a wild and fierce aura.    

Gu Huang ignored him and sat at the entrance of the tribe, staring into the darkness in the distance. His name was given by the old priest. There was no surname in the tribe here, and the names were single. It was said that when the old priest held Gu Huang, he suddenly felt blessed.    

For ten years, he had been silent, but behind his back, all his peers in the tribe called him mute. Only this youth named Shen had been treating Huang as a good friend, telling him whatever was on his mind, because only Huang wouldn't laugh at him, and only Huang would never be impatient.    

No one knew where Huang had come from, but to Shen, he was a member of the Blackmountain Tribe and his best friend. That alone was enough.    

"Why aren't you two going back? Do you want to die?"    

The old priest from the Black Mountain Tribe was walking with a crutch and a torch in his hand. When he finally saw Shen and Huang, he couldn't help but yell.    

"Huang, hurry up and leave. Grandpa Priest is angry."    

Shen tried to pull Gu Huang back, but Gu Huang did not move an inch. He was like a boulder, still staring into the distance.    

"Shen, get out of the way!"    

"Xiao Huang, the extreme night is coming. There will be countless dangers. Hurry up and come back with me."    

"If you don't go back now, it will be too late."    

The old priest knew that Gu Huang had not spoken for ten years, but he was definitely extraordinary. A Nascent Soul descending from the sky was definitely not that simple, but this year's night came especially early.    

"Wu!"    

A sound that sounded like a wolf's howl and a ghost's cry echoed in the air. Countless dark fogs appeared around the gate of the tribe. Invisible shadows rushed toward the tribe. However, a strange light screen appeared around the tribe, blocking all the shadows.    

At the entrance, one could clearly see the shadows outside through the curtain of light. They were extremely frightening human faces, like evil spirits, slamming into the curtain of light with all their might.    

"Weird..."    

"It is all weird..."    

"Where did so many strange things come from!"    

The old priest raised his torch high and looked at the weird space around him, as if he was going to tear apart the light screen that the ancestor souls were protecting. Could they all be here for Huang?    

Impossible!    

Huang was a Nascent Soul, how could that be possible?    

Impossible, absolutely impossible!    

Huang wasn't a disaster or disaster.    

"Ten years!"    

"A great dream will last for a thousand years, and it will awaken in one day!"    

"Grandpa Priest, it's time for me to do my part for the Black Mountain Tribe."    

At this moment, Gu Huang stood up slowly. His thin body seemed to be filled with endless power as he walked out of the light screen with a smile on his face.    

It was too late for Shen and the old priest to stop him, but what happened next was completely beyond their understanding.    

Chapter 15 - The Sword in the Sky