Ancient World Novels & Stories

“Not only were the three thousand great worlds in the ancient era, but there were also numerous small worlds with a multitude of races that flourished together! Back then, there were thousands of Heavenly Emperors and kings of gods alone, but look at how many kings of gods are left in the universe today. “You have never experienced the cruelty of that era, so that’s why you’re so angry.”

James had a frigid expression on his face as he stared in the direction where Xayvion was traveling. He teleported and went after Xayvion. According to various ancient records, the people of the Anceralos World had thrived and accomplished many great achievements in history. Countless groups and races came to exist during that time. Many skilled and competent cultivators were produced from these groups, and those people went on to create different sects and organizations across the Anceralos World.

Wilbur looked up expectantly, and the ancient voice sounded. "You did well, Wilbur. It's time you found out about some things." Wilbur stopped short. What was this? Just then, a bone-chilling world appeared in front of him. This was an ancient and boundless world, the ground a murky brown-black color with countless black mountains that stood tall in the clouds. The heavens were ablaze with red and green flames. It looked like a cosmic painting, oozing with luster. The world was filled with nothing but tragedy and chaos, everything warped and twisted.

Such superb acting was performed by them. "How do you know?" "While I was gathering information in the library, I accidentally read a book about world myths. From there, I knew about the origins of deities in this world." "Hoo." He again showed some interest in his face. I did once read about the history of the past. There was an ancient legend that along with this kingdom establishment thousands of years ago. Mentioned that in ancient times, the world's land was still dominated by monsters and huge-sized animals. The number of humans was still tiny. Every day, people were always shrouded in fear of the predator. Although they had mastered the art of fighting and surviving. All of it wasn’th

On the drive home, Celeste told Rebecca the rest of the story. According to legend, when the world was first formed, three kinds of creatures held the greatest favor beneath the heavens: the dragon, the phoenix, and the chimera. Each possessed intelligence and power far beyond that of any other living being. But in the ancient age, for reasons no one fully understood, the three races turned against one another. Their war consumed the world. By the time it finally ended, the land had been divided into three domains: the South, the Center, and the North.

He didn't believe in any god, when he was the Lord of Lif The gods had never meant much to Moriah, though like most men he had been known to make offerings to the earrior before battle, to the smith when he launched a ship, and to the mother whenever his wife grew great with child. He felt ill as he watched them burn, and not only from the smo

My mind was already spinning ahead, rifling through everything I remembered from the dusty books I'd devoured back in the secret caves of the Queen— before everything changed. The Ancients weren't supposed to exist anymore. The last records of them placed their kind far away, in the Xanthenk Mountains, buried within the icy ridges and mist-laden caverns of that region. Back when the supernatural world was younger, they'd ruled entire empires built on magic that predated the witches. Then, they vanished. Gone before the world had learned how to name half of its monsters. Well, they had been attacked, annihilated. If that incident hadn't happened, what shape would the supernatural worlds have

Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of heavy soot. Buildings were left in ruins. Wailing and screams, chattering metal armours, and the resounding explosions of canons echoed in a flowing stream of rings. The World was in ruin; one would mistake it to be the end of the World. The War between the Ultiar gods: Ekron god of discord and darkness, and Vyorn goddess of Nature, had gone on for centuries. The mid 7000BC to 2000BC, felt the kind caresses of the sword and heavy form of magic.

The vitality of heaven and earth was the same as in ancient times. Therefore, all creatures, whether plants or animals, that had been bred in such a purely ancient environment had preserved the extremely complete shape, medicine, and power of the ancient times. Many were completely extinct in the Land of Infinity. The ancient medicines and creatures that could not survive in the outside world were still found there. Those who entered that world felt like they were living in ancient times.

He proudly said, "You think you're qualified to talk about ruling the world with the Sky Country's citizens? Five thousand years ago, we faced the same flood as we did with the fire, and four thousand years ago, we were playing with bronze wares like the ancient Babylons!" "Three thousand years ago, Greeks thought of philosophy like us. Two thousand years ago, we fought like Romans. A thousand years ago, we were just as wealthy as the Arabs." "Now, we are competing against the major countries on the other side of the ocean. For 5,000 years, we have been playing cards all over the world, but we don't know how many players have been changed on the other side!" *Creak!* The surroundings were de