A Changing Future
"Tch tch, how tragic."
Within the Primal Chaos Space, Gu Zichen sat cross-legged on a chair as he watched the scene through the curtains. The Great Sage was currently being tortured.
"If I look at the time, that brat Gu Li should be here by now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Li appeared on the screen and sent the berserk Great Sage flying with a single punch.
"Hm?"
When he saw this, Gu Zichen furrowed his brows. He pointed to the left, and the screen returned to when Gu Li had first appeared.
Pause.
Zoom in.
"How could this be?"
Gu Li carried a longsword on his back. Judging from the engravings on it, it was undoubtedly the Chiyou Sword.
"He shouldn't be holding the Chiyou Sword right now, so why …."
Gu Zichen furrowed his brows, then shook his head. He waved his hand and removed the screen, then turned his gaze to Ye Zichen.
"Is this the butterfly effect? You don't have much time left. Whether that monkey lives or dies is up to you. "
Ye Zichen sat on the ground like a meditating monk. There were no fluctuations of energy emanating from him at all. Even his breathing was barely discernible.
However, at that moment, a broken sword emerged from between his eyebrows.
The small, golden sword circled above his head. It was originally dim, but now it suddenly began to shine with golden light.
The hand seal that had fused with Ye Zichen's body emerged as well. Boundless spiritual energy transformed into a vortex that continuously poured into the broken golden sword. At the same time, the two halves of the sword slowly joined back together.
"How could this be?"
Off in the distance, Gu Zichen was stunned once more. He stared at the golden sword in astonishment …..
Why?
Why was the condensed Divine Spark still there? Shouldn't this Divine Spark be shattered?
He'd experienced it himself. His godhead had shattered under the power of heavenly lightning. After ascending to the God Realm, he'd condensed another godhead.
As he considered this, a scroll appeared before him. This was the godhead he'd condensed a second time.
"This ….."
By now, he was so shocked he couldn't speak. The Chiyou Sword shouldn't have appeared by Gu Li's side. His shattered godhead had reformed.
The current development was completely out of his control. This was completely contrary to the future he knew.
Normally, the power of the Lord of the Three Realms Seal would have been transferred to Ye Zichen, raising his strength to the level of a supreme, then heavily injuring Gu Li …..
But …
The future had changed!
Gu Zichen didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he did know that without the power of the seal, Ye Zichen was absolutely no match for Gu Li.
Not necessarily.
If this Godhood could be condensed again, who knew?
Gu Zichen suppressed his astonishment and stared intently at the golden sword, which was devouring the energy of the hand seal.
The dull sword was now releasing a dazzling light. The two halves of the sword had completely fused back together, but there were still some cracks on its body.
"Fuse, fuse."
Gu Zichen prayed inwardly. All he could do now was pray that the godhead would fully recover. Otherwise, Ye Zichen wouldn't be able to play around anymore.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Gu Zichen furrowed his brows.
"We're already here, yet you're still able to spy on me? You guys really are pulling out all the stops!"
Gu Zichen snorted calmly, then quickly formed a hand seal. A rippling bubble enveloped Ye Zichen.
Next, his lips curled into a smile, and he stared intently at the chaotic void.
"If you want to attack me right under my nose, I'm afraid you'll have to train for tens of thousands of years."
Whoosh.
Gu Zichen, who was sitting on his chair, suddenly disappeared from the chaotic void.
Inside the bubble, the sword between Ye Zichen's eyebrows continued to absorb the seal's energy. Along with the passage of time, the damaged patterns on the small sword gradually decreased, and the body of the sword became more and more translucent.
After a long while …..
The handprint hovering in the air gradually dimmed, and the Spiritual Energy it had accumulated gradually dried up.
After releasing the last drop of spiritual energy, Ye Zichen fell to the ground. The little sword, which had been absorbing his spiritual energy all this time, shook a few times, then burrowed into Ye Zichen's forehead.
However, the cracks on its body hadn't completely healed.
The instant the sword burrowed into his forehead, Ye Zichen, who'd been meditating like an old monk, opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, a tangible golden light shot out from his eyes.
His profound gaze was like that of an ancient emperor's, unassailable might.
After a long silence, Ye Zichen stood up from the ground and bent down to pick up the dimmed hand imprint.
"You little bastard."
He muttered softly. Obviously, by "little bastard," he was referring to the golden sword. Then, he looked at the handprint in his hand.
"It seems you've absorbed all of its accumulated spiritual energy. It's useless now. But it's still the symbol of the Master of the Three Realms. I'll pass it on to my descendants in the future. I just hope the next one doesn't blame me. "
Ye Zichen shook his head and put the seal away, then looked around.
"Why isn't Gu Zichen here? Isn't he just wasting my time? "
He furrowed his brows, then walked up to Gu Zichen's chair and sat down. He held his breath and concentrated. He had to seize every second he had to increase his spiritual energy.
An hour passed …..
Whoosh.
Gu Zichen, who'd disappeared into the primal chaos, reappeared. He looked exhausted and panted heavily. Then he saw Ye Zichen sitting in his chair, meditating.
It was over.
"You're back." Ye Zichen, who was in the middle of regulating his breathing, opened his eyes. He glanced calmly in Gu Zichen's direction, then shouted irritably, "hurry up and send me out! Do you know how much time you've wasted?"
"....."
After a brief moment of silence, Gu Zichen spoke up.
"Has your godhead recovered?"
"Why do you care so much? You know better than anyone whether it's recovered or not." Ye Zichen frowned at him. "Bro, you've wasted too much of my time. If you keep wasting time like this, I think we should just go find the next one!"
Gu Zichen furrowed his brows. He hadn't seen the final result, so he didn't know if his godhead had fully recovered.
If it hadn't, then ….
But he had no other choice. It was just as Ye Zichen had said.
If they delayed any longer, they really might have to go find the next one. Now that the future had changed, this might be a good opportunity for them.
"Alright, then let's go!"
When he considered this, Gu Zichen no longer hesitated. The future was no longer in his control, so he might as well leave it all up to Ye Zichen.
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