Chapter 1301 To the Past

As Fuxi moved forward, he sensed the immense rejection of this era toward him. This was no longer just a simple backlash from heaven and earth, but also included the era itself, fate, and even the possibilities of countless living beings in the future. All of these forces were frantically retaliating.

Fate was like a long river, surging and roaring forward.

This was correct, but such a description could not be said to be extremely precise. From a higher level, fate was actually like a scroll, stretching forward with time as its scale. The experiences of all living things would be imprinted on this scroll, and the landscapes and traces left behind were what was called fate.

It was also like an incomparably huge tree, growing upward with time.

And if you wanted to change the past,

it would be equivalent to suddenly repainting a certain part of this ever-changing picture.

If you only wanted to change minor details, then naturally there would be no major impact.

But if you wanted to affect some core areas, then for this painting, it would be no different from tearing it apart and redrawing it. It would be like directly cutting down that fate tree, which was of unknown immensity and size! Everything after that would be completely negated!

"Huntian, I will never forgive you..."

Fuxi raised his head, as if he could see that powerful figure who had already fallen.

He had tried more than once, even at the cost of cutting off his own path, separating all his selves in different timelines, wanting to use a split soul or intervene across the ages to change the past, but all had failed.

Whether it was reminding Ji Xuanyuan, or telling Buzhou Mountain to be careful, or trying to snipe the Turbid World Heavenly Secrets, he would encounter many obstacles and ultimately fail. As powerful as he was, able to manifest 108,000 anchors with a single thought, he failed every time. After sitting silently in the Land of the End of All Laws for an unknown amount of time, and experiencing failure after failure, which accumulated to the point of almost driving him insane, he finally realized one thing—

The inevitability of [Fate].

It was not fate that was powerful, but the powerful figures who created this trajectory of fate.

And the path of Nüwa's fall was already determined when [Yuanshi Tianzun] appeared.

Because Wei Yuan had to hold up the sky to reach the other side of cause and effect, Buzhou Mountain would inevitably be knocked down. Therefore, reminding Ji Xuanyuan, controlling the Water God, or reminding Buzhou Mountain would not work. Because Wei Yuan stood up for the affair of Yuqiang of the North Sea, Empress Wa would inevitably be divided into the Ten Nüwa.

If Empress Wa did not die, the human race protected by Nüwa would not collapse, and there would be no Gonggong flooding the human race.

Therefore, there would be no Yao and Shun, no achievements of King Yu.

Therefore... that person would not embark on the beginning of the legend.

One link after another, interlocked. Even trying to change it would encounter subsequent backlash.

"Ha... Yuanshi Tianzun, the Cause of All Effects, once proven, eternally proven, once obtained, eternally obtained. Any things or factors that violate your existence or birth will be passively corrected onto this path. Domineering, domineering, hahaha, even if I want you to fall and send you to the past, you still turn misfortune into good fortune..."

"So, if I don't stop it, you will obtain the inheritance of the Turbid World Great Lord, and you will step out of detachment, right? In that case... A'Wa really has to die once, her soul separated, her flesh and blood extracted, a pain comparable to slow slicing, her soul scattered, transforming into the Ten Nüwa, walking in the Great Wilderness, until thousands of years later, when she meets you."

Countless destinies represent countless [possibilities].

When the [Cause of All Effects] appeared, the path that gave birth to Yuanshi Tianzun was already anchored and became the orthodoxy of this period of time.

Its position was extremely high.

Any attempt to change history and affect the elements of his birth

would be corrected by cause and effect!

The so-called Cause of All Effects, once proven, eternally proven, its domineering nature far exceeded everyone's understanding. But, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... Fuxi covered the wound on his chest, born from cause and effect and almost impossible to heal, raised his head, and looked into the distance, his golden vertical pupils slowly calming down.

No matter what huge price he had to pay,

even if it meant negating everything from today to the future,

he would save her.

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The Great Wilderness of the ancient years was an era of heroes rising and vying for supremacy in the world. The Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor was at the height of his power, his brilliance unstoppable. Gods either submitted to him or died beneath his fallen stars, forcibly integrating the chaotic Great Wilderness into one.

And the Western Queen of Kunlun swept the world with her spear and remained undefeated, eventually sitting in Kunlun, subduing most of the mountain and water gods of the world, and calling herself a major force. At the peak of her power, even the mountain gods and water gods in the distant regions of the Great Wilderness, if they wanted to ascend to the throne, needed to go to pay homage to the Western Queen of Kunlun and respect her as their master.

Even if it was millions of miles away and the journey was arduous, they could not disobey.

Those who did not submit to these two forces either fled outside the core areas of Kunlun and the Great Wilderness,

went to the Four Seas area of the Age of Gods, and established their own kingdoms,

or simply left this world with the highest level and went to other small worlds, where they either acted as overlords or opened up cultivation dojos, which could also be considered the founders of a sect. Among the choices of these many strong people, there were also a few other places that, although they did not join Kunlun or the Great Wilderness, nor did they flee to the outside, could still live freely.

This valley was one of them.

Fuxi followed his memory and found this dojo of his in the past era. When he arrived here, Fuxi was already on the verge of collapse. The backlash from the future of the entire world, coupled with the unhealable causal sword wound on his body, had almost brought him to the end of his rope.

But his steps were still steady.

Even in such a state of serious injury and unstable aura, he could still precisely restrain his aura.

Using the [Heavenly Secrets] Dao Fruit as a restraint, he achieved not a single bit of leakage.

Fuxi looked at this valley with complex and precious eyes. From afar, he could see the true spirits of plants and trees coming and going, and hear joyous laughter. The spiritual energy in the valley was extremely abundant, and there were seventeen or eighteen landscapes that could be called blessed lands, which was a very rare place for cultivation even in the ancient era of the Great Wilderness, attracting many plant and tree spirits to come here.

At that time, he originally wanted to drive them away, but A'Wa spoke up and kept them there.

Now, these plant essences were noisy and lively, coming to offer gifts and congratulations to Empress Wa for her birthday. Fuxi's expression was calm and composed. Without using any supernatural powers, he had already blended into the crowd, and then walked into this seal without any fanfare.

This huge and complex array, with 7,400 kinds of changes, each of which evolved from the Eight Trigrams, Five Elements, Yin and Yang, and even the Sixty-Four Gates of the Innate Qi Men, where a single wrong step would lead to immediate death without burial, was no different from his own home to Fuxi.

He came to a hall without life or death.

Smiling voices came from inside, the voices filled with indescribable joy and pleasure: "Hahaha, this time for A'Wa's birthday, I must write a letter and invite the Heavenly Emperor over. Hmm, that old man from Buzhou Mountain should come too, and Kunlun as well. Although I really don't like that barbaric girl, the Western Queen, A'Wa likes her, so let it be. Write a letter and invite them all."

"The human race... let's forget about the little guys from the human race."

"This birthday must be celebrated lively and grandly."

"We must give A'Wa the best birthday from the past to the present."

He said this every time.

This white-clothed youth was preparing his small goals and gifts with great interest, and then suddenly felt something, turned his head abruptly, his pupils shrinking suddenly, and saw another self. In the next moment, an immense force directly struck the white-clothed youth in the abdomen.

The only one who knew how to defeat Fuxi was Fuxi himself.

The Fuxi of this era, his vertical pupils almost turned into cold, crazy flames, held tightly onto Fuxi's sleeve, stained with the blood flowing from the immortal sword wound on the latter's body. With his strength, he should not have fainted with a single blow, but unfortunately, Fuxi himself knew himself too well.

And facing himself, Fuxi was also ruthless enough, without showing any mercy.

His tone was cold and calm: "This is for A'Wa... you should understand."

"And you should accept it."

The Fuxi of this era fell down, only managing to send out a stream of light in secret.

Just as Fuxi raised his hand to eliminate this stream of light, he heard a melodious and gentle voice from outside: "Brother?"

Fuxi paused.

He chose to kick the self of this era into the secret grid sealing array inside the hall.

Then he slowly exhaled, slowly turned around, and saw the girl walking in from outside under the sunlight, her soul complete and lively, her true spirit harmonious and unique, her eyes without the pain and torment of [slow slicing flesh and blood, soul scattering]. Fuxi was stunned for a long time, his nose almost turning sour, and he barely managed to show a smile:

"Mm, A'Wa."

"Brother is here."

ps: Today's update...

Not feeling well, taking half a day off. It's getting difficult to write near the end. Going to sleep early to adjust my schedule.