Wutian asked, "Why didn't you return to the Divine Residence directly after taking over my body? Instead, you gave up the Heart of Origin and hid in the East Continent?"
The God of Creation said, "Of course, it's to find out the origin of your sword. But unfortunately, I haven't figured it out until now. "
Wutian frowned and said, "Just for this?"
"Of course not. The biggest reason is that I want to control the East Continent. I like this feeling more.
"Father died, and you were so weak at that time. The position of the ruler of the East Continent was definitely mine.
"But I didn't expect that the First and Second Mansion Masters would be greedy and want to snatch the Heart of Origin and replace it.
"To be honest, it's all thanks to you and the Demonic Stele that I got it back and gave it to me with both hands.
"Don't you think it's ironic?"
The God of Creation smiled.
However, this kind of smile, in Wutian's eyes, was like a sharp thorn, fiercely stabbing into his heart.
If back then.
If he could be more selfish and take the Heart of Origin for himself, then all this might not have happened.
The little guy suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Then what's with your cultivation?"
"Do you think my cultivation is progressing too fast?"
"Don't be surprised. This is normal for me.
"After you entered the Nine Immortal Continent, I also began to cultivate in seclusion in the primitive land.
"I've already mastered the control of the power of time, so it's easy for me to control the power of time again."
The God of Creation smiled confidently.
"Let's see how long you can laugh," the little guy murmured.
"The power of faith of the Divine Island has already been transferred to the Ancient Heavenly Scorpion. Without the power of faith, how can you enter the perfected Eternal Universe?"
The God of Creation said, "Even if I tell you, you won't know. Wutian will definitely know in the future, but unfortunately, he won't be able to wait until then, because he'll die later."
The little guy frowned and said, "So mysterious. What is it?"
"Fate Wheel."
The God of Creation's Path.
"What do you mean?"
The little guy's frown deepened.
"I'll let you know when you die.
"When a master of a world uses the power of faith to reach the Great Perfection of Eternity, he will be able to give birth to the Sky Eye and Fate Wheel."
"From now on, the power of faith will gather in the Fate Wheel."
"Why is that? Because resurrecting living beings requires the power of faith. "
"In other words, the Fate Wheel is just a decoration without a large amount of power of faith."
"I have controlled this world for more than 30 billion years. You can imagine how much power of faith is stored in my Life Wheel."
"Not long ago, I obtained the Fate Wheel and went to the Primitive Land to undergo the Heavenly Tribulations. It was at that time that the Demonic Stele saw through my identity and wanted to take the opportunity to kill me. Are you my opponent? "
"However, I didn't kill him. I kept him alive on purpose and put on a show so that you could kill him yourself."
"Wutian, you didn't disappoint me either. You tore him to pieces with one punch."
The God of Creation was grinning from ear to ear.
Wutian's heart hurt even more. He was full of regret and hatred.
The God of Creation suddenly patted his head as if he remembered something. "I almost forgot. There's one more important thing."
The little one said angrily, "If you have something to say, just say it!"
"Don't be so impatient. When you know about this, your expressions will be very interesting. I think Wutian will go completely crazy."
The God of Creation's lips curled into a playful smile.
"Enter the underworld with one battle and return with eternal life."
"The Demonic Stele shakes the scorpion, and the Primordial Spirit controls reincarnation."
"When I wasn't paying attention, Qiankun City left this sentence on the statue. At first, I couldn't figure it out."
"That's why I helped you break the Killing Restriction and let you enter the Mythical Island. I knew that you would search for the Sacred Mountain."
"As expected, you found the Fortune Pool and the entrance to the herb field. Then, I heard your guesses and realized that it was actually a prophecy."
"The first two sentences are related to me. The last two sentences are related to the Father. "
The Divine Path of Creation.
The little one frowned. "What prophecy?"
"Enter the underworld with one battle. It means that I will fight the Father sooner or later, and I will die. This prophecy has already come true."
"Return with eternal life. It means that I will live and become immortal. This prophecy has already come true. I am standing in front of you now."
"The Demon Stele shook the sky scorpion and controlled reincarnation with the primordial spirit. These two sentences are even more puzzling."
"But now, I finally understand that Qiankun City is referring to the Demon Stele being the Father's second life."
The last sentence was enunciated clearly by the Creator God.
His gaze was also firmly locked on Wutian.
Boom!
Like a bolt from the blue, Wutian's body and mind trembled. He felt dizzy.
The Demon Stele was the second life of his grandfather!
How could this happen?
In other words, he had just killed his grandfather with his own hands!
At this moment.
He was panicking like never before.
It was as if his eyes were shrouded in a black fog. It was pitch black.
The sea of consciousness of the little one and the other two was also buzzing. They all looked at Wutian, their eyes full of nervousness and worry.
The God of Creation was very satisfied with their reactions, and he did not hide his gloating.
"Wutian, if you had given the heart of origin to your grandfather's second life carrier to fuse with, then the soul of origin that you snatched from the sky scorpion would naturally have fallen into your grandfather's hands."
"Then now, the person who controls this world must be the Father's second life carrier."
"This also fulfills the sentence 'the primordial spirit controls reincarnation'."
"However, that idiot Father was too considerate of his descendants. He had no intention of taking the heart of origin for himself. Instead, he helped me."
"So, his prophecy failed."
The God of Creation's eyes were full of ridicule.
Wutian turned a deaf ear.
In fact, he didn't even hear these words.
"I killed Grandfather …"
"Grandfather loved me so much, but I actually killed him with my own hands …"
"Grandfather has always been by my side, protecting me, and taking care of me, but I actually did such a rebellious thing …"
"Why …"
"Why is God so cruel to me …"
"It's not enough to lose Grandfather twice, but he also made me kill him with my own hands …"
"I really deserve to die …"
"I'm really unfilial …"
"I really deserve to be struck by lightning …"
"What's the point of living for someone like me …"
"What face do I have to continue living like a dog …"
Wutian clenched his hands and closed his eyes. Two lines of dazzling blood tears flowed from the corners of his eyes!
His face was distorted.
Pain, despair, self-blame, helplessness …
All kinds of negative emotions swept through his heart like a tide, pressing him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with my plan? "
"You killed your grandfather, who loved you the most, with your own hands. This feeling must be wonderful!"
"Shouldn't you be thanking me? Because if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to taste this feeling, right? "
The God of Creation laughed.
"Pfft!"
On the spot, Wutian spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were empty and lifeless. His body slowly fell down and fell down.
He wasn't crazy.
But at this moment, he was completely disheartened!
He could kill anyone, and he wouldn't blame himself or regret it.
But Grandfather was different.
Killing Grandfather with his own hands was equivalent to personally wiping out his hope.
He would never be able to forgive himself.
Little Rascal and Ice Dragon hurriedly swooped down and hugged Wutian. But in Wutian's eyes, they couldn't see any signs of life at all. He was as dead as ashes!
"I'm a little surprised. You're not crazy? But this blow is enough to consign you to eternal damnation, with no way to turn things around. "
The God of Creation looked at the fallen Wutian and sneered.
"Have you said enough? Shut up! "
Longhu roared.
Little Rascal and Ice Dragon were also staring at the God of Creation. If looks could kill, the God of Creation would have been cut into pieces long ago!
The God of Creation's eyes flashed coldly. The hand that was pressing on Longhu's head exerted a little force. Instantly, cracks appeared on Longhu's head, and blood spurted out like a fountain!
He sneered and said, "The one who should shut up is you. If you dare to say another word, I'll kill you right now!"
"You don't have to kill me."
Longhu said word by word. He looked at Wutian and roared, "Wutian, Grandfather was accidentally killed by you. All of this is the God of Creation's fault. You must pull yourself together and take revenge for Grandfather, the two armies, and the Crazy Old Man and the others!"
"You're courting death!"
The God of Creation's face turned cold. He exerted force in his hand and prepared to destroy Longhu's soul.
"Wutian, wake up!"
Longhu roared hysterically as his Godhead exploded.
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud explosion, his physical body instantly exploded, giving birth to a terrifying destructive force that surged in all directions!
"Longhu!"
"Why are you so stupid?"
"Why did you explode your Godhead?"
Little Rascal roared hoarsely.
Even it shed tears of blood, which was rarely seen.
Ice Dragon waved his hand, and the power of time appeared, isolating the destructive force.
As for the God of Creation, he did not care at all. He did not even take a step back, showing extreme contempt.
Longhu's body did not remain. Only his voice echoed in this world, lingering for a long time.
"Why …"
"Why are you so stupid …"
Little Rascal kept roaring. Now, it no longer had the strength to roar. It muttered to itself in a daze and was incomparably miserable.
"He has no other choice. Because he has fallen into the hands of the God of Creation, there is no way he can survive."
Ice Dragon sighed.
In the past, he had never admired anyone.
But now, Jian Yi and the others, Crazy Old and the others, Longhu, and Wutian's grandfather, he sincerely admired them.
Apart from admiration, he was also touched.
The sparkling tears at the corner of his eyes were the best proof.
"Son Of Heaven, pull yourself together …"
"Longhu has already exploded. If you don't pull yourself together, more people will die …"
Little Rascal lowered his head and looked at Wutian, muttering.
"Sigh!"
Ice Dragon let out another long sigh.
It was not that Wutian was weak, but the blow this time was too big.
Since he was young, he had only had his grandfather by his side.
Although he was not his biological grandfather, although they were not blood-related, the relationship between the two was closer than that between a grandfather and his grandson.
But in the end, he had personally buried his grandfather. Such a cruel thing would cause even an ordinary person to have a mental breakdown, let alone Wutian who yearned for family.
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