The other side.
Space fluctuated slightly, a pale blue light tearing through the sky, the Chronicles of Ti swiftly plunged into an endless wasteland, manifesting amidst the turbulence.
Thud!
The entire Chronicles of Ti quickly sank to the seabed.
In the vast, boundless dark seabed, there wasn't a single living creature, no live fish, no live coral... as if it were a sea of unknown death, shrouded in endless silence.
Everything ca to a halt.
These people barely steadied themselves, climbing up from the ruins.
"The attribute, the logout interface is gone... did we transmigrate?"
Jiucai Rong felt a bit dizzy. After getting up, he looked bewildered and quickly sensed sothing was amiss.
Players are not afraid of death because they have a "Logout" button.
Now that it's gone, what does this an?
As a seasoned online novel enthusiast, Jiucai Rong had extensive experience; perhaps they had transmigrated.
At this mont, after players disconnect, their bodies in this world are dead, with a 50% chance of becoming Embers. Jiucai Rong was lucky enough to co out as Embers.
The sa was true for Night Mad Cultivator nearby.
"We did transmigrate."
Embers Night Mad Cultivator also nodded. They didn't think they were dead, they logically completed themselves, believing they had only transmigrated.
This group of players had actually transmigrated to an Otherworld.
Moreover, Sun Moon Su Yuniang had ntioned this before, allowing them to speculate even more, believing what Sun Moon Su Yuniang said was not false.
According to her speculation, Earth now is just the Ember Shell we left behind.
"Don't panic."
"Check your bodies, tally who's dead."
"That recent chaos was truly amazing."
"It's all soone's fault for urinating, causing the ga to crash and directly leading to transmigration."
They took a headcount.
Due to the imnse harvest from the Divine Statue Era's tomb, after clearing the dungeon, most of their blacksmiths switched accounts to co here to mine and gather the loot.
Even so life players who didn't like raiding, like Hairpin Lady, Spirit Farr, and blacksmiths, ca here to join in the fun, dig up treasures and enjoy the joy of the harvest.
As a result, they were completely caught in one go.
Now, out of 1000 blacksmiths, only 50% survived, leaving them with over four hundred remaining.
Moreover,
their core suppressing power, the Ancestor Bronze Statue Emperor, the Manor Master, had died? Collapsed without consciousness? Leaving only a body?
But fortunately, they had switched to other Demon God forms, which were still alive.
Lei Gong Daojiu, Water Deer Shrimp Catcher, Giant Shell Su Yuniang, Self-Exploding Mudworker...
The four were still alive, very, very fortunate.
The fifth's final Bronze Statue Emperor form would have to be possessed by soone later.
After tallying up the numbers, Jiucai Rong was in so pain, looking at the corpses that didn't get up, full of regret, "Damn, they're really dead..."
Although Jiucai Rong is a capitalist, he played gas, but now truly transmigrated, leaving behind more than five hundred close companions, who laughed and chatted daily, now lying here.
Never to see them again.
This despair of life and death gave the blacksmiths present a hard lesson for the first ti, making them fully realize they were no longer in a ga, life was a one-ti opportunity.
All blacksmiths on site were silent, anxious and uneasy, more lost than any battle they've faced before.
Especially Jiucai Rong.
A few days ago, after logging off, he bragged about shocking the Masked Emperor, even thinking: If only everything in the ga was real, reality is too boring; I could single-handedly topple a mythical dynasty and conquer a mythological Ancestral Emperor.
But now, with reality truly upon him, he felt an incomparable fear.
"Let's explore the surroundings."
Night Mad Cultivator raised an eyebrow, looking at the surrounding ruins, and whispered to Jiucai Rong:
"Our attribute page, logout, these interfaces are all gone. We can no longer exit back to reality. The only consolation is that the Eye of Identification still has basic, albeit incomplete, identification functions..."
The Eye of Identification cannot connect online, only offline, but its basic functions remain.
This greatly facilitated the blacksmiths' "wilderness survival".
What regretted them even more was that, had they known they would transmigrate, they would have surely brought along the unfinished "Nine Chapters" Immortal Artifact from the Sword Casting Manor.
That could serve as a new Core for the Eye of Identification.
But it's too late now, they already have a fairly good start in front of them.
Four Self-Transformation Realm bronze statue characters, even if they lack combat power but have cultivation, could defeat most Self-Transformation Realm experts by pairing with Free Will Magical Artifacts.
"Our lives are now singular, which ans most of us here, if faced with mishap, might die."
Jiucai Rong took a deep breath: "This is a big problem, we can't ss around anymore."
They continued to adhere to the philosophy of cautious survival, spending three full days sweeping the tomb of the Divine Statue Era, gathering resources together.
Additionally, they grew significantly more fearful of figures like the Masked Emperor and Gale Emperor, lacking their previous arrogant deanor, and instead feeling awe and fear.
After all, these were the strongest Saints in true history.
Their mindset completely transford!
Fortunately, those thirty-seven Self-Transformation Realm figures were sealed, in a weakened state.
Once they found a Spiritual Root to control these bigshots, they could employ their combat power.
But in truth, they dared not employ them, out of fear.
"Everyone."
Jiucai Rong stood high and spoke to boost morale:
"We've all transmigrated, it's a crisis but also an opportunity. We bring the greatest "golden finger" from the ga, the Magical Treasures and resources in-ga! Four max-level accounts, eternal life and death-defying, the path to ruling awaits us."
Night Mad Cultivator also encouraged morale from below.
"Makes sense."
"Yeah, don't be afraid, what's but a real Otherworld."
"But I'm really a bit scared, I rember the timid Dizzy from Xin city, I finally understand why he was so cowardly. Because after awakening, he believed it was a real Otherworld, his fear then, just like ours now. When a ga is not a ga, but reality, anyone would fear death."
"Indeed, the mindset is different."
"It feels terrible, previously mocking them for being timid, it turns out that when it's our turn, we're the most scared."
"Let's not joke around, we're real people now, not in a ga, everyone must be careful."
...
They encouraged each other, supporting one another.
Burying the over five hundred blacksmith friends that had died, erecting tombstones, and then cautiously exploring the outside world.
They tentatively ventured out of the ancient tomb, only to witness an astonishing scene.
The sea water was churning, as if undergoing a primordial biological explosion, they seed to have arrived at Pangu's initial creation era.
Rumble!
The sea was churning like a large pot, gently swirling and stirring.
Cells, organisms, were fusing, twisting, and being born here.
What is this place?
No living humans, everywhere was primal biological evolution, could the ti node of this place be?
Jiucai Rong's pupil's dilated, he crouched down and took so fragnted Embers, using the manor's research thod for creating Embers to fuse a peculiar angular shrimp, and gave it a good brain.
After a while, the angular shrimp emanated an intimate expression, "Father... Father God..."
This??
They were all shocked, exchanging glances.
They had a hunch, relying on the golden finger from transmigrating with the ga – the Chronicles of Ti! Holding the strongest National Guardian Divine Artifact in the ga world, they would make great strides in the Otherworld.
The military power, reserves, and savings from the tomb...
Enough for these over four hundred weak transmigrators to create a great civilization, and in tens of thousands of years, they would all be the high and mighty Eternal Celestial Emperors.
We will create the origin of mythological history.
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