Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom

Eight hundred years ago.

The Barren Mountain Tribe ruled over the barren mountain region, subjugating numerous tribes and wielding immense power.

However, strength did not guarantee safety.

The barren mountain area was filled with numerous mountains and forests, inhabited by fierce beasts and many supernatural creatures of immense power, beyond the capabilities of ordinary people to handle.

To protect their people, the Barren Mountain Tribe began campaigns against these supernatural creatures.

Faced with the overwhelming numbers of humans, many supernatural beings had to retreat, either into the Blue Sea or remote uninhabited areas.

This victorious defense enhanced the reputation of the Barren Mountain Tribe.

That asserted humans as the masters of the world.

And as humans continued to multiply and expand, the living space of more and more wild beasts, supernatural creatures, and other races was being squeezed. Thus, a new round of conflicts had once again emerged.

This time, humans found themselves at a disadvantage.

Among supernatural creatures, there were many individuals with immense power, possessing terrifying abilities capable of rending the earth or even tearing apart the sky.

However, most of the time, they remain inactive.

Even when other supernatural beings were driven away, they paid no attention.

Supernatural creatures are indifferent.

Unless they themselves encounter a threat from humans.

At that moment, the powerful magical dragon Ogorien appeared. It was the first time the Barren Mountain Tribe suffered significant casualties as Ogorien casually breathed out a blast of flames, reducing a large group of people to ashes.

Moreover, this marked the beginning of a counterattack.

Under the leadership of the magical dragon Ogorien, countless supernatural creatures gathered together, forming a tide of beasts that trampled through some areas, leaving nothing but ruins in their wake.

Yet, the Barren Mountain Tribe stood firm against the tide of beasts.

Upon the suggestion of the Tower Tribe, extensive resources and effort were expended to construct a massive High Tower. The priest of the Barren Mountain Tribe conducted rituals, inscribing various supernatural runes on the walls of the High Tower. Upon its completion, the High Tower unleashed terrifying power.

Supernatural creatures from the tide were drawn into the High Tower and suppressed.

Even the mighty magical dragon Ogorien was unable to escape, confined to the tenth floor of the High Tower.

In the subsequent battles, the High Tower once again played a crucial role. Many powerful supernatural beings were forced to flee, and the barren mountain region became completely under human control.

However, soon after, a curse befell them.

Humans transformed into terrifying monsters, turning against each other.

Faced with this bizarre catastrophe, the Barren Mountain Tribe and other factions all met with failure.

To prevent the High Tower from being destroyed by supernatural beings and to preserve the seed of hope, the Tower Tribe organized a grand Ritual. They united the entire tribe's strength to create the High Tower Space and placed the constructed High Tower within it.

One hundred years after the disaster ended.

The surviving humans began to thrive once more. The Tower Tribe controlled the High Tower, modifying it so that ordinary people could enter and undergo trials to enhance their abilities.

Yet, nothing in the world is eternal.

The Tower Tribe faced adversity and eventually met its demise.

The mediums that connected to the High Tower Space were seized, and many learned how to activate these channels. Tribes sent their people into the High Tower Space for trials.

Until three hundred years ago, the High Tower Space experienced disturbances.

And all the channels were closed off.

...

In the courtyard in front of the bamboo tower, Dilly recounted the information she had gathered.

None of this surprised Enzo greatly.

In fact, he was more curious about how Dilly had come by such secretive information, as it wasn't something easily known.

Unfortunately, Dilly didn't disclose her specific sources.

She looked at Enzo and said, "I've told you what I know about the High Tower. As agreed, you need to help me gain entry."

Enzo nodded in agreement to their arrangement.

It seemed Dilly's visit was solely for this purpose. After finishing her meat soup, she didn't linger, braving the heavy snow to depart, leaving only a promise to return in seven days to find Enzo.

After Dilly left, the others dispersed as well.

Enzo returned to his room and activated the entrance to the High Tower Space, preparing to attempt the trials of the fourth level.

He had an idea about how to approach the trials, and if his idea was correct, he should be able to pass the fourth level trials quickly.

Apart from this, he had some questions he wanted to ask the High Tower Soul.

Taking a deep breath, Enzo steeled his gaze and stepped into the High Tower Space.

This time, he appeared near the grand hall of the High Tower.

Before he could take more than a few steps, Freya hurried over, visibly pleased. "You've entered the High Tower Space again so quickly. Could it be that you already have a way to pass the fourth level trials?"

Enzo replied, "I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it will succeed."

Freya fell silent at his response.

The trials of the fourth level of the High Tower were utterly unreasonable.

The idea of guiding ordinary people to survive amidst a tide of beasts was simply unrealistic. Now, everyone inside the High Tower Space was stuck on this level, unable to pass, regardless of their efforts.

However, due to the rules restricting them, failure to pass the trials meant they couldn't leave.

It was because of this that Enzo noticed more and more people within the High Tower Space. Crucially, these individuals were among the more outstanding members of their tribes, having embarked on the path of the supernatural.

Moreover, these people didn't just come from the barren mountain region.

Thinking about this, Enzo couldn't help but consider a troubling question. What if some catastrophe occurred in the High Tower Space, leading to the deaths of everyone inside? For humanity, this would be a massive loss.

There was a problem!

Enzo sensed the danger behind the peculiar rules of the High Tower Space.

At this moment, he looked towards the entrance of the High Tower, almost envisioning it as a terrifying monster with its jaws wide open, especially now with countless people willingly rushing inside.

Freya sensed something amiss with Enzo and asked, "Enzo, what's wrong?"

Enzo shook his head and replied, "It's nothing."

He didn't share his suspicions with Freya but briskly entered the grand hall of the High Tower, intending to seek answers from the High Tower Soul. Unexpectedly, Zona appeared and blocked his path.

Freya stepped in front of Enzo, questioning Zona, "Zona, what do you think you're doing?"

Ignoring Freya, Zona turned to Enzo and sneered, "You cowardly worm. Do you only dare to hide behind women like a quail?"

Hearing this, Enzo said to Freya, "Freya, step aside."

Freya was puzzled and looked at Enzo with concern.

Given Enzo's intelligence, he surely understood that Zona was trying to provoke him.

Yet, Enzo still agreed.

At that moment, Freya felt a force pushing her aside.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Enzo's strength had increased significantly, though there was still a considerable gap between him and Freya, it was a gap that could potentially be bridged.

Could it be...

Freya's mind conjured the image of Enzo fiercely confronting Zona, followed by the arrival of reinforcements.

Enzo stared at Zona and asked, "What do you want?"

Zona sneered coldly, "I want to see you dead!"

Before his words had finished, he suddenly accelerated, his hands enveloped in a ghostly blue flame, curved like eagle claws, aiming straight for Enzo's heart.

Onlookers scattered, unwilling to get closer.

Simultaneously, they couldn't help but comment.

"Zona actually attacked such a weakling. This guy is still a candidate priest of the Golden Lion Tribe. It seems the tribes in the barren mountain region have truly declined."

"Is that kid out of his mind? Why doesn't he dodge?"

"Another pointless fight."

...

The people gathered around the grand hall of the High Tower were no ordinary folk.

They hailed from various tribes, with considerable strength despite many being only at the third or fourth tier. This didn't stop them from freely discussing Zona's actions at this moment.

After all, being a candidate priest of the Golden Lion Tribe carried weight.

As for the other participant in the fight, Enzo, hardly anyone paid attention to him. To most, he was just one of Freya's subordinates.

That's all.

At this moment, they even speculated about how Enzo might meet his demise.

However, to everyone's surprise, just as Zona's hands were about to reach Enzo's heart, Enzo's figure suddenly disappeared.

Zona missed his attack.

Meanwhile, Enzo's figure appeared behind Zona and suddenly kicked out.

At that moment, Zona had no time to react and was kicked to the ground. When he got up again, he looked disheveled and dirtied, with bloodshot eyes staring back at him.His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent.

He shouted, 'Damn it!'

Enzo paid no attention and instead pondered over the move he had just executed.

Moments ago, he hadn't simply disappeared; rather, he entered a shadow state, greatly increasing his speed and making himself ethereal, difficult to perceive.

This ability belonged to the Shadow Wolves.

Now, having condensed the Beasts Totem, Enzo could harness the characteristics of the totem to mimic the essence of the Shadow Wolves, even utilizing their unique talents.

This was where Enzo drew his confidence.

Moreover, his encounters weren't limited to just the Shadow Wolves; he had interacted with many supernatural beings.

He could replicate all those essences.

At this moment, Enzo emerged from the shadow state, radiating with a white glow, feeling a significant surge in his power. He threw a punch directly at Zona's chest.

Zona raised both hands in an attempt to resis.

However against the terrifying force, he was sent flying backward, looking even more disheveled.