Sitting in front of the computer, after a while, Yang Yuzhong began to type:

The world of the heavens, hundreds of millions of stars, in this world, there are countless worlds, these worlds are big and small, they are like large and small bubbles, floating in the vast chaos.

These worlds rise and fall in the chaos of chaos, and are not completely static.

Sometimes they will move away from each other, sometimes they will come closer to each other, and some even collide with each other because of the distance they are too close, and then merge into one and become a new world.

Yang Yuzhong began to design the worldview in his notepad.

The Wasteland and the Ancient Realm are two such worlds, because of the impetus of some mysterious force, these two worlds used to be far apart, but, after countless years, they are closer to each other, closer and closer......

The god of the wasteland, calling himself Haotian, he is not the creator god of the wasteland, but he is an ancient god who has lived for more than 100,000 years, relying on the accumulation of more than 100,000 years, his knowledge is incomparably profound, and his strength is extremely terrifying.

The Ancient Realm is a much larger world than the Wasteland, and if the Wasteland is compared to a ping-pong ball, then the volume of the Ancient Realm is at least the size of a basketball.

The gods in the ancient world, calling themselves the ancient gods, this is a new god that has just been born, because it is a new god, the accumulation and heritage are far inferior to Haotian, so although the resources in the ancient world are countless times more than those in the wasteland, the strength of the ancient gods is half a catty and eight taels with Haotian, and even slightly inferior.

If the Wasteland and the Ancient Realm are compared to two planets in the deep space of the universe, then these two planets of different sizes are approaching at a steady speed, and in the next tens of thousands of years, these two worlds will definitely collide together and then merge into a new world!

This kind of secrecy related to the rules of heaven and earth is naturally impossible for ordinary people to know, but as Haotian and the ancient gods who dominate the world, they must know it.

The law of this world is that only one god can exist in one world.

Therefore, when the Ancient Realm and the Wasteland are completely merged, among the Haotian and the Ancient Gods, there will definitely be one who falls from the god throne and becomes a demigod.

As a result, contradictions arose irrepressibly.

Although it will take at least tens of thousands of years for the Ancient Realm and the Desolate Realm to completely merge together, the gods of these two worlds have already fought fiercely together in the chaos outside the world!

This battle between the gods was initiated by Haotian.

The reason why Haotian launched this divine war is actually very simple, his desolate realm is too small, his strength is limited by the barrenness and narrowness of the desolate realm, and his strength has already reached a bottleneck, and it is difficult to improve again.

But the ancient gods are different, the ancient gods, as the new gods of the ancient realm, the ancient realm is extremely vast, and the resources are at least dozens of times richer than the desolate realm, as long as he is given time, the strength of the ancient gods still has considerable room for improvement!

So, one side went on the offensive and the other went on the defensive.

Because the difference in strength between Haotian and the ancient gods was extremely small, this divine war lasted for a long time.

The ancient realm is vast and can provide a steady stream of resources for the ancient gods, which is easy and enjoyable, but the wasteland is different.

In the wasteland, resources are scarce, and when the four upper parts unite the small and large tribes below, it is extremely difficult to provide resources for Haotian, and Haotian is a person with a violent and irritable personality, because of this matter, in just a few decades, in the wasteland, there are more than a dozen big tribes that have been exterminated by Haotian himself, and even among the four upper parts, there are many high-level people who have been killed by Haotian, and their souls are scattered!

As a result, the seeds of rebellion sprouted and thrived in the hearts of these tribal leaders in the wasteland!

Due to Haotian's terrifying divine might, these seeds of resistance were all suppressed in the deepest part of the hearts of these tribal leaders, and they never leaked out at all, until one day, the ancient gods sent his descendants, taking advantage of the battle between the ancient gods and Haotian, using supreme secret techniques, across the sky and sea, and infiltrated into the wasteland......

Yang Yuzhong thought as he typed slowly.

Duan Chen floated above his head, 'staring' at the computer screen, watching it fascinatingly.

Although these words on the computer are just some background settings of "Ancient Times", all of which are just conjectures made up by Yang Yuzhong out of thin air, but Duan Chen has a very strong intuition in his heart, the above words are not simple conjectures, it is very likely to reveal the mystery of the fall of Haotian and the ancient gods!

Before this strange dream, Duan Chen only knew that 10,000 years ago, Haotian fell, and soon after, the ancient gods disappeared from the ancient realm, and it was during this time that the ancient gods also fell, but it was difficult to find any useful information about the earth-shattering divine battle between Haotian and the ancient gods, whether it was in the wasteland or in the ancient world.

There is not the slightest written record of this divine war, and even Wu, who is a demigod-level powerhouse, is very secretive about this matter.

But now, in this strange dream, Duan Chen saw these words, hundreds of simple words, like a thunder falling from the sky, almost illuminating Duan Chen's entire sea of knowledge!

I see...... I see......

Duan Chen muttered......

He felt more and more that this dream was extraordinary.

The words flowing from Yang Yuzhong's fingertips seemed to have some kind of magical power...... Ling Duan Chen fell into it unconsciously, unable to extricate himself.

As he wrote this, Yang Yuzhong exhaled, and then he remembered that he was still soaking noodles, so he stopped typing for a while, and reached out to remove the translucent plastic lid covering the large bowl.

Suddenly, a unique aroma of instant noodles filled the room.

Yang Yuzhong squinted his eyes slightly, and after taking a deep breath with some intoxication, he picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks from the side, broke them, and ate them.

Duan Chen was still floating on top of Yang Yuzhong's head, waiting quietly, waiting for Yang Yuzhong to finish eating instant noodles before continuing to type.

For the next content, he has expectations and curiosity in his heart.

About 2 minutes later, a bowl of instant noodles was eaten, and it seemed that because he was so hungry that Yang Yuzhong didn't even let go of the noodle soup, he was taking a small sip of the noodle soup.

"You should hurry up for me, this kind of noodle soup made with no nutrition and seasoning agent is delicious and delicious!" Duan Chen urged dissatisfiedly in his heart.

After waiting patiently for another 2 minutes, and the noodle soup was finished, Yang Yuzhong finally prepared to start typing after wiping the corners of his mouth.

Duan Chen immediately cast his expectant eyes on the computer screen.

But at this moment, Duan Chen only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the picture in front of him suddenly became blurred.