Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1448 - 966 Small trends can be changed

Chapter 1448: 966 Small trends can be changed

"Not good!"

In the River of Time and Space, the powerful beings saw the sudden surge of destructive fluctuations and their faces turned pale. They immediately left the past without hesitation and quickly returned to the present world.

It might seem an accident that the arm of the Demonic Power of Destruction fell into the River of Time and Space, but who could guarantee that it wasn’t intentional by Pangu Great God?

Perhaps it was their tampering with the past that angered the Pangu Great God. Yet, because the consequences weren’t too severe, the Pangu Great God couldn’t harshly punish them. Instead, he cast the arm of the Demonic Power of Destruction into the River of Time and Space to chase them back to the present, serving as a mild punishment but a grave warning.

The Great Divine Transcendents of the Prehistoric World were all sly, inferring a lot from a simple act of the Pangu Great God.

Considering the consequences of angering the Pangu Great God, they inevitably felt terrified and left the past without a second thought, returning to the present world.

An unimaginably destructive wave emerged from the arm of the Demonic Power of Destruction, originating from ancient times and rapidly spreading down the River of Time and Space, soon reaching the Wild Ancient era.

"Alas, Heaven forsakes our clan!"

Seeing this, the ancestors, like the Dragon Ancestor, couldn’t help but lament and gave up their plan to alter the fate of their race, returning to the present before the destructive tide arrived.

In the Ancient Era, both Di Jun Taiyi sighed and abandoned their plan to change the fate of the Demon Clan. At this point, they feared they would never be able to leave the River of Time and Space once more.

As for the other Great Divine Transcendents, including those Saints, they had left much earlier. Compared to those former dominators of Heaven and Earth, they had fewer regrets. Lacking such deep obsessions, they naturally wouldn’t risk their safety for it.

Even Empress Nuwa, and the Heavenly Emperor of Humanity, strong as they were and standing at the pinnacle of Heaven and Earth, seemed no different from ants before the Pangu Great God.

The destructive tide crossed time and space; whether it would affect the humanity that had already reshaped its bloodline was a concern Empress Nuwa and others could no longer afford at this moment.

The pressing matter now was to preserve themselves. As long as they were alive, the future of the Human Race was also alive. Even if the reshaped bloodline of the human race was redirected back to its rightful course, there was nothing to fear.

Under their leadership, the Human Race would still become powerful, albeit over a much longer time.

But if they were gone, even if the human race successfully reshaped its bloodline, it would not grow strong; it wouldn’t become a true dominator of Heaven and Earth.

Without them overseeing, the humanity with a successfully reshaped bloodline would be nothing but a big piece of fat meat, easy for anyone to bite into.

Strong innate talent isn’t necessarily a good thing. Only if there are strong beings in place, then having talent is beneficial.

"Jiang Chen, interesting!"

After the present strong beings had left, those from the past awakened. Fuxi seemed to sense something and silently muttered Jiang Chen’s name.

Then, he saw Fuxi take out a drop of his essence blood and with a flick of his finger, ejected it from the Ancient Heavenly Court towards Li Mountain in the Eastern Primitive Chaos.

What being was Fuxi? A single drop of his essence blood could kill even an ordinary Quasi-Saint, filled with endless power, heavier than the sea. Once on earth, if it transformed into a living being, it could even become an Innate Divine Demon.

Indeed, upon falling into Li Mountain, his essence blood merged with the original source of Li Mountain, gradually forming an ancient tablet. Many intricate and intertwined patterns were engraved on it, vaguely forming the pattern of the Innate Eight Diagrams.

This was the Fuxi Heavenly Tablet, holding all the legacies of Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

After countless years, a prodigious talent from the Human Race would arrive here. Although he did not receive all of Fuxi’s legacy, he refined the tablet itself, which was Fuxi’s essence blood.

After him, a young man from the Human Race accidentally received all of Fuxi’s legacy that even the prodigious talent had not.

Indeed, this young man was Jiang Chen. And the prodigious man from humanity was the First Emperor.

Fuxi’s essence blood merged with the original source of Li Mountain, becoming two treasures: one was a tablet infused with immense strength, capable of raising one to the realm of Quasi-Saint. The other was all of Fuxi’s legacies, holding all his lifelong learning.

The First Emperor and Jiang Chen, one received the power left by Fuxi, the other the knowledge left by Fuxi, together they shared Fuxi’s legacy.

There was no coincidence; everything was predestined. When many cultivators of the Human Race came to Xianyang city, it was Jiang Chen, who was far outside Xianyang, who ended up receiving Fuxi’s legacy.

Was it his good fortune?

At the time, it appeared so. But looking at it today, it was a chance prepared by Fuxi for him.

Fuxi’s legacy, aside from Jiang Chen, even someone as talented as the First Emperor could not obtain it.

Because this reversal of time let Fuxi know about his connection with Jiang Chen, he then purposefully left a legacy, waiting for Jiang Chen to claim it.

Similarly, why had the arm of the Demonic Power of Destruction been in the Ruined Land for so long, yet no one could retrieve it, but once Jiang Chen arrived, he easily did so?

It wasn’t because he was well-prepared or lucky. It was because the arm of the Demonic Power of Destruction was fated for him, having fallen because of him, which is why he could safely retrieve the severed arm.