Jingtian cried out in pain and said with a bitter face: "Yes, of course, even gods need to eat."

Humph! When I become a great hero who saves the divine world, I, Jingtian, will make you work for me and then deduct your wages!

Well... I'll deduct ten times your wages!

He said angrily in his heart.

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The divine world.

In the palace of the Emperor of Heaven, a man dressed in a white jade dragon robe sat high on the throne, his face full of shock and doubt.

"Strange, how come my divine power suddenly appeared in the human world, and it's even together with Fei Peng's reincarnation..."

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility and his face changed.

"Could it be... could it be a magic trick to save the world?"

The Nuwa clan inherited the legacy of the ancient goddess Nuwa, and has the ability to bring back souls and dreams. To a certain extent, they can travel through time and space in the human world and change everything that has happened in the human world.

And he, the Emperor of Heaven Fuxi, naturally also possesses a magic spell similar to the Soul-Returning Dream.

The art of turning the tide!

Before dying, he consumed all his essence, sealed a portion of his divine power in dead objects, and then fell into the human world and slept for decades.

Once awakened, he can find the most outstanding mortal in the world and travel through time and space to go back to the hundred days before his death to warn himself.

"I will die..."

Thinking of this horrifying possibility, Fuxi's majestic face twisted.

"No, I am the chief of all gods and the ruler of the six realms. I cannot possibly die!"

He turned and looked at the silver-white armor in the corner of the palace, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Fei Peng, my divine power is closest to yours, I believe you are the culprit!

If I had known this would happen, I would not have left a trace of your soul to reincarnate.

Fuxi clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes.

"Fei Peng, now that I'm prepared, don't even think about taking back your divine power!"