Chapter 521 Cutting off the Past

With a single sword strike, silence reigned. Not even the slightest ripple of the Law was stirred.

Yet, there was an almost imperceptible sense of earth-shattering change. The scholar in the green robes suddenly felt as if he had lost something extremely important, but after that sword strike, he couldn't even immediately recall what he had lost.

Even the cause and effect of memory had been severed.

Sword Qi permeated the air.

Only after several breaths did he, relying on grasping the threads of past memories, vaguely realize that he had lost what originally belonged to him, and lost it completely.

Fu Xi burst into loud laughter: "Hahahaha, good, good!"

"Not bad, kid."

"Cutting off the past, there is no future. So even if Chi left behind many schemes on cause and effect before, now they are meaningless and cannot be activated. Hahaha, good move, worthy of being created by A’Wa! Worthy of being taught by me!"

"Didn't disgrace me!"

"Come, come, strike another sword at him, completely severing the connection between Tianji and Chi!"

"Then, all that will be left is mere manipulation of fate, which can be suppressed with a wave of the hand!"

The scholar in green robes lowered his eyes, not paying much attention to Fu Xi's words.

The black-haired Daoist raised his sword and said indifferently:

"You have hands."

"Go cut it yourself."

The smile on Fu Xi's face froze slightly.

The scholar in green robes had already drifted away, his sleeves billowing. He stood above that zhang (丈, approx. 3.3 meters) of cloud sea, his expression calm and distant, as if he did not belong to this era, as if he was an accumulation of countless destinies and possibilities, giving people a sense of indifference and vastness. He lowered his eyes and said, "It seems today is not a good time for communication."

"But it doesn't matter."

"The path of annihilation, I walk alone, is not bad either."

"Two fellow Daoists, if we meet again in the future, it will be a battle of life and death…"

"I hope at that time, I can still see you both."

As the voice fell, the surrounding clouds reversed and swirled. The vastness on the scholar in green robes disappeared, and he returned from that vivid and real feeling to a misty appearance. Immediately, he fainted and fell to the ground, his incomparably deep aura dissipating.

He left decisively.

Instead, he left Wei Yuan and Fu Xi behind. Previously, when swords were drawn and bows were bent, they could join forces to fight the enemy. Now that this external conflict saw through this point and left directly, Wei Yuan and Fu Xi were temporarily silent.

After a long time, Fu Xi chuckled and said, "He runs fast enough, and he's smart enough."

"Knowing that he can't beat our joint forces, he might as well let us fight first."

"It's best if we bash each other's brains out."

"Then this guy will come back to pick up the scraps. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's why I hate these old schemers the most."

"It's still better to have my sincere personality."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sincere?"

"You?"

"Naturally, it's me."

The black-haired Daoist said:

"If you are sincere, then there would be no hypocritical and audacious people in this world."

Such an impartial evaluation drew loud laughter from Fu Xi. He laughed wantonly and unrestrainedly. Perhaps only when Nuwa was not around, only when he did not have to worry about others seeing his true self, would he show such an arrogant demeanor. His golden vertical pupils were dignified and peaceful, his right hand behind his back.

"...People like you and I should be like this."

"If you don't dare to defy the heavens, how can you create the world with a single stroke?"

Fu Xi lowered his gaze, looking at the unconscious scholar in green robes to the side. "Heh… not only does he leave when he should, but he also left behind this contingency. How do you plan to deal with this thing?"

Wei Yuan looked at the scholar in green robes over there.

This was Chi's clone.

But it was also Chi's anchor point.

It was impossible to let him go, otherwise, no one knew what kind of terrible problems it would cause. It was even more impossible to kill him here. The core power he possessed at the moment was to manipulate. Killing this clone had a certain probability of causing the remaining power to spill out, eventually polluting this world.

The black-haired Daoist lowered his eyes, and the sword in his hand slowly returned to its scabbard.

The sound of the sword rang out clearly and long.

Then, he sat back down on the bluestone, looking at the sea of clouds that had returned to its original appearance. With a sweep of his sleeves, streaks of golden cause and effect emerged in the void, emitting a transparent light. This was the many interferences to the surroundings caused by the battle just now, which Wei Yuan extracted by means of cause and effect and poured back into his sleeves.

When all the causes and effects of the void breaking and the mountains and rocks being annihilated disappeared.

This mountain naturally returned to its original appearance.

The brief but mighty battle just now was like a dream, unnoticed.

The black-haired Daoist reached out and picked up the bamboo pole next to him, and said indifferently: "I will suppress him here for a thousand years, until our era, to prevent him from making other arrangements. See you then, Fu Xi."

The handsome white-robed Celestial God lazily walked to Wei Yuan's side.

Then he stood behind him with his hands behind his back, his golden vertical pupils like burning flames, quietly looking down at the sea of clouds, and said: "Well, the matter between you and me is the matter between you and me. No matter what, we can't let Chi take advantage."

"If we have a battle, then let it be after your wedding."

Fu Xi lowered his eyes calmly and said:

"I hope A’Wa can attend your wedding without any worries in her heart."

"At least, I hope to leave her with a complete memory."

Wei Yuan nodded slightly.

For a moment, there was silence.

Fu Xi shrugged his shoulders and said lazily:

"But in any case, I am at least different from fate, and I don't intend to kill you."

"Let's stop here today, nephew, see you in a thousand years."

The bamboo pole in the black-haired Daoist's hand dropped a golden cause and effect, falling into the great battle in the sea of clouds. Seeing that Fu Xi alone suppressed the other four Daoguo among the stars, Wei Yuan said, "Chi's clone and arrangements, I will suppress them here, then this thing, you give it to Yuanjun…"

He tapped his finger, and a stream of light appeared in front of Fu Xi.

It was a long spear, faintly exuding an extremely strong baleful aura. It was precisely the weapon that Wei Yuan had given to Wei Yuanjun because he was worried about him before he came to this era, or rather, before Wei Yuan went to find Houtu and entered Houtu's dream. It even contained 90% of the aura of the Daoguo of the Turbid World Gengjin Dao.

Fu Xi lowered his eyes and looked at the long spear, tapping his finger on it, the sound was crisp, faintly with the sound of a dragon's roar.

“…The aura inside is missing 70%, where did it go?”

Wei Yuan said calmly: "When I was in Houtu's dream, the Western Emperor borrowed it to protect herself, I don't know where it is now."

Fu Xi pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

With a casual push, the long spear containing the Daoguo of the Turbid World Gengjin's baleful aura turned into a swimming dragon-like force, and directly returned to Wei Yuan's side. The latter swept it into his sleeve with a wave of his sleeve, while Fu Xi shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no, if I bring this thing back to her, she will definitely know that I have seen you, and she will definitely pester me to ask questions."

"Alas, after all, she is someone I raised in another era."

"Suffering, suffering."

Wei Yuan raised his eyes: "She asks you, and you will answer?"

Fu Xi laughed loudly: "How is that possible?"

"But since she was raised by me, she will definitely know how to restrain me."

"She asks me, even if she cries, I won't tell her."

"But if she runs to Ama (阿妈, Mom) to cry, then I can only be utterly defeated."

"If she wants to know anything, I have to say it. Then don't blame your uncle for selling you out."

Fu Xi sighed repeatedly, casually picking up a fruit from the table next to Wei Yuan and putting it in his mouth.

"So, I have to wrong her."

Wei Yuan frowned slightly.

Fu Xi patted Wei Yuan's shoulder with the hand he had eaten the fruit with.

In fact, he rubbed the juice on his Daoist robe, and nodded calmly and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will solve the foundation shaking caused by the Daoguo leaving the body."

Wei Yuan said: "How do you plan to deal with it?"

Fu Xi said calmly: "If you lose a Daoguo, just kill someone and take their Daoguo."

"Which one does my nephew like?"

The black-haired Daoist answered calmly: "Turbid World Battle."

The white-robed man nodded: "Good."

The Daoist lowered his eyes and suddenly opened his mouth:

"In the distant future of another timeline, I met you."

"Or rather, you of that era, the independently existing you."

"He told me…"

The atmosphere was slightly suppressed for a moment, but Fu Xi seemed not to notice it at all, and asked with a smile: "So? Do you believe him, or do you believe me?"

The black-haired Daoist's eyes were gentle and clear, and he smiled slightly:

"I don't believe either of you."

"Then, 'Uncle, can you tell me, does the Heavenly Emperor really not know what you and fate were saying just now?'"

Fu Xi was stunned.

Fu Xi pointed his finger at Wei Yuan repeatedly, and finally burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha hahaha!"

"Guess?"

Taking a step forward, countless flowing winds swirled and howled around Fu Xi, falling into the cliffs and into the sea of clouds. He said loudly: "All the evil gods of the heavens, all the causes and effects in the world, at least before you come back, the order of heaven and earth will not change in the slightest, and Yuanjun and your jade will not suffer the slightest damage."

"Even if someone wants to change it, it doesn't matter."

"Your old uncle will take action!"

Before jumping into the sea of clouds, Fu Xi very calmly and expressionlessly stepped on the clone's face, and ground it expressionlessly, before finally leaving with a satisfied laugh.

Not long after Fu Xi left, the sound of footsteps deliberately amplified rang out.

Zhang Sanfeng had just vaguely sensed the change in aura, and walked up the mountain holding the Zhenwu Sword. But he saw that there was no one else, nor the great enemy and battle that he vaguely sensed, only his teacher fishing in the sea of clouds alone, his temperament becoming more and more distant and indifferent.

Like a wisp of flowing wind above the Nine Heavens.

It was as if this world did not have the existence to restrain him, so he showed that side.

And the green-robed man who was said to be "an old friend from outside the world, visiting a friend", seemed to be very drunk, and lay there sprawled out, unconscious. Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his gaze and cupped his hands: "Teacher, this disciple vaguely sensed something just now, I don't know…"

The black-haired Daoist lowered his eyes, looking at the battlefield after a thousand years, and said calmly: "It's okay."

"The mountains and scenery are clear, and there are no miscellaneous matters."

Zhang Sanfeng hesitated.

Is it really so?

In his previous perception, it should be earth-shattering, the years collapsing, as if there were unimaginable powerhouses, crossing fate and years, and fighting here in a way that made all living beings fear and shock. It was a violent fluctuation that was enough to annihilate three thousand worlds, a mighty force that could shatter the earth and reverse rivers!

But, the teacher said—

The mountains and scenery are clear, and there are no miscellaneous matters.

Then there are no miscellaneous matters.

So Zhang Sanfeng's mind settled and he responded with cupped hands.

And Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the battlefield after a thousand years.

Looking at Fu Xi fulfilling his promise.

And the battlefield that had previously presented itself as fighting one against four, and even suppressing Gonggong, the real and fake Wuzhiqi, and Zhang Ruosu, suddenly underwent an extremely violent change.

The terrifying Primordial Qi reaction and Law fluctuations were almost instantly raised to the limit.

Even the limit beyond the limit!

The four people who thought they had found Fu Xi's flaws and gaps and made their moves together almost instantly changed their expressions, and then restrained their attacks and retreated accordingly.

Fu Xi stopped, not chasing after them immediately. Instead, he stood in place, his right hand behind his back, his temperament suddenly becoming deep and terrifying. He forced the four people in front of him to retreat with a single punch, raised his eyes to look at the immeasurable distance, and then smiled slightly, his voice calm and said: "Fulfilling the promise, this is the first step."

"Watch carefully."

Taking a step forward.

Making a move, the Primordial Qi torrent no longer seemed as ‘peaceful’ as it was just now.

Instead, it finally showed an unparalleled sharpness, like the anger of waves, like the collapse of the Nine Heavens together, instantly submerging forward.

And the Turbid World Battle, who had planned to attack Nuwa before, had already noticed something was wrong, and secretly took a step back, retreating to the back of the four people, but at this moment his body suddenly stiffened, his limbs were cold, and he finally felt an unparalleled terror!

An unparalleled killing intent!

Fu Xi came to take revenge.

Today's second chapter…

The continuous three updates in the past few days have reduced my state, and I have now entered the skill cooling CD time.

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