After passing through the ball of light, Liu Nanfeng felt his spirit sway, and then he found himself crouching on the ground, facing a huge stone basin, a basin made of stone.
There were still some bloody raw meats in the basin, and he held a piece in his hand, which had been largely gnawed.
"What the hell is this?" Liu Nanfeng was startled at first.
This was clearly impossible for Feng Zhirun, who was the son of the Feng family in Jinling, born into wealth and luxury. How could he eat raw meat?
Furthermore, looking at his body, he was only clad in animal skins, and his lower half felt cool. He looked like a savage.
Seeing this, Liu Nanfeng directly threw the bloodied flesh in his hand back into the basin and ran out of the house. There was no large willow tree, only a large lake with a mirror-like surface, and countless low houses clustered around the lake.
He looked down and examined himself closely. He appeared to be about seven or eight years old, but he was strong and robust, with thick bones, looking very healthy and powerful.
Moreover, Liu Nanfeng's current state was slightly different from the memory recall.
He seemed to have merged with the child before him, becoming one, yet it wasn't a case of a cuckoo taking over a sparrow's nest. The child's consciousness still remained dominant.
From the child's memories, he learned that his current name was Yang, his surname was Ren, and he was a member of the Renjing tribe.
The so-called Renjing, Ren was the surname, and Jing was the lake. The Ren family lived by the Jing Lake, so they could also be called the Renjing clan.
Liu Nanfeng looked up at the sky. The sky was azure blue. Whether it was due to good eyesight or the special circumstances of the moment, he could faintly see many stars in broad daylight.
Of course, what surprised Liu Nanfeng the most was a giant circle in the sky, which looked like a massive wellhead, and they were like frogs in a well.
Countless strands of purple energy descended from the opening, forming a vast, hanging curtain of energy, its aura immensely awe-inspiring.
This was definitely not Earth, Liu Nanfeng had this thought.
"Yang, do you want to come and play together?" a voice called from a distance.
They spoke in a peculiar language with strange pronunciations, but Liu Nanfeng could understand what they meant.
"Play." Ren Yang immediately ran over cheerfully.
This was not Liu Nanfeng's own intention; it was Ren Yang's consciousness that was controlling the body.
Through Ren Yang's eyes, Liu Nanfeng gradually came to understand this world.
This world was called the Great Wilderness, and the Renjing tribe survived by hunting, fishing, gathering, and farming.
The entire tribe had about three hundred households, with a total population of about twelve hundred people. The men were responsible for hunting and fishing, while the women were responsible for gathering and farming.
Gathering mainly consisted of nuts that were easy to preserve, and farming involved a type of root vegetable similar to yam.
However, these people were naturally strong, which enabled them to survive in the harsh Great Wilderness.
The Great Wilderness was not only home to ferocious beasts but also to "Desolate Beasts" possessing various abilities.
The so-called Desolate Beasts descended from that giant circular hole in the sky, and the Great Wilderness was a vast hunting ground for them.
But the people of the Great Wilderness were not without resistance. Every tribe had its own hunting parties, and every year, hundreds or thousands of tribes would unite to conduct large-scale hunting operations that lasted for months.
The most important figure in the tribe was not the chief, but the Arcanist. In Liu Nanfeng's understanding, they were likely shamans, but Arcanists' powers were evidently much stronger. They could control the energies of heaven and earth, and their strength could rival many powerful Desolate Beasts.
However, Ren Yang's family was just an ordinary family in the tribe. Although his father often went hunting, he was just a regular hunter. His mother, along with other women in the village, was responsible for gathering and farming.
But Ren Yang was exceptionally talented, rare even among the various tribes of the Great Wilderness.
Liu Nanfeng, having merged with the boy, witnessed his brilliant life.
From an ordinary tribal boy to being chosen as a disciple by an Arcanist during a sacrificial ceremony, becoming an Arcanist.
From a weak Arcanist to learning to control the energies of heaven and earth, roaming the eight directions.
From being unknown to becoming renowned throughout the land.
From slaughtering Desolate Beasts to exploring the secrets of heaven and earth.
Ren Yang lived an extremely long life, traversing almost the entire Great Wilderness, and Liu Nanfeng thus witnessed this magnificent world and various magical races.
Here, there were the Winged tribes with wings on their backs, the Dragon tribes with horns on their heads, the Three-eyed tribes with an eye on their foreheads... countless races formed this vast community of tribes in the Great Wilderness.
As Ren Yang explored this world step by step, the entire world seemed to have no secrets in his eyes, and he became even more powerful.
Liu Nanfeng even suspected that he sensed his own existence.
In countless battles with Desolate Beasts, his achievements were sung in the tribe, and his fame grew. He was a hero in the hearts of the people of the Great Wilderness.
The people of the Great Wilderness even named the largest and most brilliant star in the sky after him.
Although he was powerful and lived a long life, he could not escape the river of time and eventually perished.
Liu Nanfeng experienced Ren Yang's entire life like an epic movie, with every detail vividly portrayed.
Liu Nanfeng's consciousness was then ejected, and he returned to the river of time. The ball of brilliant light still floated on the river. When Liu Nanfeng looked at the light, the fallen Ren Yang within the light smiled, looking up as if gazing back at him across the expanse of time.
However, before Liu Nanfeng could ponder further, he was ejected from the river of time again, and his consciousness returned to his own body. Then, countless memories began to surface from the depths of his mind, bombarding his brain with vivid detail.
Even with the protection of the soul-guarding grass, Liu Nanfeng still felt his head splitting with pain, a dizzying sensation, as if, in that instant, many forgotten memories were being crammed back into his brain, shattering his existing memories.
Ren Yang's life was too long, and his memories were naturally immense. Liu Nanfeng's original memories were like a drop in the ocean compared to them.
"Ah—"
Liu Nanfeng gritted his teeth, unable to help but cry out in pain, clutching his head.
Pain, dizziness, palpitations, and nausea surged over him.
Seeing Liu Nanfeng in such agony, Su Jinxiu, who had been watching his abnormality, became extremely anxious.
She paid no heed and quickly got up, gently pressing Liu Nanfeng's temples, channeling her mana to try and alleviate his pain.
But at that moment, a powerful yet supple force repelled her two fingers, making her fingertips tingle.
Liu Nanfeng, who had kept his eyes tightly shut, now opened them and looked at her.
His eyes, radiating a silvery-white light, were devoid of any emotion, so strange, so indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger.
Liu Nanfeng's gaze made Su Jinxiu panic.
"Husband..." Su Jinxiu called out softly, a little flustered.
But Liu Nanfeng did not respond. He merely frowned, staring intently at her.
The silvery-white light in his eyes slowly receded, returning to their original dark hue, and the soul-guarding grass on his forehead gradually faded.
"Husband..."
Su Jinxiu called out again in alarm, her tone tinged with a hint of tears, and she reached out to grasp Liu Nanfeng's palm.
But he gently dodged her grasp.
"Who are you?" Liu Nanfeng asked, his tone cold and indifferent.