This is a mythological prophecy story of the ancient American natives.

Even today, the back of the one-dollar bill still displays a notice, much like a "wanted poster," spreading across the new continent.

The intricately detailed Sun Golden Tower on the bill, along with the Eye of Hemos full of fingerprint swirls above it, still tell the tale of the Anunnaki descending upon the ancient lands:

"He resides in the black and white ancient coffin within the ancient Sun Golden Tower. When the multitude awakens him from the cradle of heroes, the omnipotent deity shall loudly lead the people on earth towards glory."

The third emblem of wisdom, Jiaxia, descended upon the land and once brought endless magnificence.

How could people not hope for the second deity—Knowledge Hemos, to descend upon this land?

Thus, for countless years, the indigenous tribes of the American continent have been searching for the reincarnated body of the second deity, to worship and guide the people on earth.

"Could it be, this..."

Professor Naxika became somewhat excited, the kind of excitement one only feels when discovering their favorite thing. He looked at Jiang Yang and the others beside him and loudly said:

"Perhaps we are missing too much history from tens of thousands of years ago! After the prehistoric flood, the second ancient being had long since reincarnated and descended, guiding the people on earth towards glory."

The life of the Immortal Ancestor inherently represents the life of "knowledge."

He brought the prehistoric lost knowledge to the people, revived the ancient immortality path, and restored hundreds of Nascent Soul divine power sea of consciousness construction methods.

It was he who brought the ancient heritage far beyond millions of years ago, allowing the splendid era of immortality to revive after the great flood, enabling a leap through time.

In a sense, he had long been an embodiment of knowledge.

Bringing knowledge far beyond the ages to the people.

"In fact, the reincarnated body of the God of Hemos has long since descended in the past... but we are still searching in the future." When everyone understood this, looking at the sky with its time-distorting, cold writhing black eyeball, they vaguely felt covered by something unknown.

Snap.

Something in the heart seemed to shatter, with a sense of unease and anxiety.

Before, some inexplicable understanding of the era now suddenly seemed to bring a sense of enlightenment.

"The death of the Immortal Ancestor is the beginning of the dark age..."

The being who led them through time and space thus spoke.

They originally thought this statement meant that the fall of the Immortal Ancestor ignited some fuse leading to the decline of the era, but now it seems it was not the fuse, but this "character" himself.

His fall also represented the death of Hemos's reincarnated body, returning to the origin.

This was a future reincarnated body of a god comparable to Jiaxia, yet it did not grow like Jiaxia to lead the era truly towards glory, akin to an infant smothered in the cradle...

Thus, it was the smothered reincarnation of Hemos that was the key to the entire era plunging into future darkness!!

This shocking reversal crushed their joy, which made them initially think they had successfully changed fate and history, almost suffocating.

"I... am Hemos?"

Bailong fell into an unprecedented stupor.

In his youth, he would read the mythic tales of Jiaxia, always yearning and imagining becoming a great hero like Jiaxia, leading the people of the era...

Yet he had no idea that he was that kind of person from the very beginning; perhaps nothing could delight him more in this world.

"I, I am..."

Bailong's mind went blank.

At this moment, Bailong seemed to realize what kind of existence the God of Knowledge truly was, an existence formless and intangible, fundamentally indescribable and beyond conscious comprehension.

The knowledge might exist in anyone's heart, for it itself... is anyone.

Including himself.

"Return with me." The long-empty, ancient divine call echoed like that of an Ancient God.

"Yes!"

Bailong suddenly laughed heartily.

Crack!

His already transparent body completely turned to dust and vanished between heaven and earth.

Hahaha!

The hearty laughter continued to resonate through the world, skimming across prairies, mountains, and the Pacific Ocean, as if descending upon the entire world.

"Go ahead."

Fu Qingjun also laughed.

He knew this was all he could do at his final moment.

To let this boy, who dreamed and yearned, realize his desires at last.

At the same time, it seemed to be a means to cover up the unexpected flaw that suddenly emerged.

"Alas!" Fu Qingjun shook his head, listening to the laughter echoing through the heavens and recalling this pure man from beginning to end. He always felt somewhat apologetic about this.

Though the opponent was a divine blood kin, he had led him to steal civilization and plot against the opponent's foundation through such despicable means.

Using the knowledge in the opponent's mind to help him deduce a civilizational system to steal the opponent's achievements.

This strategy although brilliant, was not right in principle.

"It's all right, it's all right, with the multitudes as a teacher, civilization would inevitably advance, one heroic figure after another, surely to be lost in history." Fu Qingjun gently swept aside his jet-black long hair and suddenly vanished into the sky.

Boom!

The sky suddenly returned to peace.

The whole multitude, witnessing the Celestial Emperor Bailong being taken away by the Ancient God, were all completely stunned.

"The Gods have returned!"

"The God of Knowledge Hemos, has returned to the universe!"

"We should have long known, all the changes in this world were brought by Bailong Immortal Ancestor! He brought endless knowledge, which should have hinted to us he was the embodiment of knowledge, the great Hemos... All-seeing, all-knowing eye, alas..."

"Why do we need to search for the second rank of the god's reincarnation?"

"Wisdom is to the spirit, man is god, man without wisdom, foolishly asks the gods! We had no wisdom, asking the heavens and gods, unaware it had long been among us!"

On this day, the great battle ended, the ancient Immortal Ancestor fell, the people mourned, and the world grieved.

Jiang Yang was silent for a moment, watching Professor Naxika documenting everything, "Does this really make a difference?"

"Does it not?" Professor Naxika retorted. She lowered her head to observe the suffering expressions of the people, amidst the black ruins, "I have a feeling, we will return soon.... We perhaps, have changed nothing at all."

"Perhaps so." Jiang Yang did not refute.

Minor matters are easy to change, but the grand trend remains unchanged.

A phrase inexplicably came to Jiang Yang's mind.

The Immortal Ancestor ultimately died, so although they seemed to have won, did they truly win? Perhaps, even if they did not descend, they would still eventually win?

The God of Hemos would descend as well.

Yet this kind of victory was inherently an onset to embrace future darkness.

Jiang Yang remained silent, as one of the era's strongest worldly talents, he could do nothing but quietly pen down "The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors," chronicling the course of ancient history.

"It's said before heaven and earth opened, there were no people, Emperor Xia descended upon the monkeys' creation, lacking joy, anger, sorrow, and hatred, fully covered in hair, referred to as demons to wage war against Xia, thus the flood perished the world..."

He wrote down the pre-flood summary introduction, followed by thousands of words capturing the Emperor Xia story of the prehistoric flood.

After a pause, he recorded the current chapter.

"After the flood, gods and demons were reborn, confused the multitude with fog, the whole world became angry, armed with swords and halberds battled demon corpses, the demons lost, killed the immature second saint White Emperor, the world's prosperity ended, the world mourned."

He meticulously organized the history and was surprised to find that although they had seemingly experienced a lot, it was essentially just two brief eras divided by the flood.

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