Simulation and Survival, Invincible Upon Emergence

In a world of pure martial arts, Yun Shou initially believed he could only live an ordinary life with the weak cheat he possessed.

That was until the age of fourteen, when he obtained a secon...

Side Story: The Time Traveler? The Source of Chaos

"If this mission succeeds, your brother's leg injury will surely be healed, and you will officially join the Priests of Time, donning this white robe that symbolizes the protection of the entire world!"

Huo Yang nodded, suppressing a laugh.

Having experienced so many cycles of reincarnation, his acting skills have been honed to a high level.

The rest of the story is simple.

Repeating the same plot countless times, the group once again set foot on that mountain range isolated by darkness.

In that forbidden zone of life, I encountered ancient deities.

However, compared to the previous times, the situation has reversed this time.

Huo Lan, who only possesses incomplete divine authority, has only reached the ninth level of lower godhood. Of course, he is no match for Ao Xu Ling Ling, who is now a middle god. However, Huo Yang is indeed a superior god!

He easily and skillfully seized the flesh and blood divine power of the Ao Xu Ling, as if he had done it countless times before.

Then, from who knows where, he pulled out the Time Source Liquid and used the power of time distortion within his body to set up a ritual.

The six Time Priests leading the group were all dumbfounded. Why was that mass of Time Source Liquid here?

Huo Lan was also full of question marks. When did his brother become so powerful that he had been keeping it from him all this time... although he also had things he was keeping from his brother.

Needless to say, Ao Xuling's original goal was to summon the source of chaos, but who would have thought that this suddenly appearing high god would have the same goal?

However, there is still a slight difference between Huoyang's operation and her summoning and sacrificial ritual.

Huo Yang burned the black gelatinous substance of the entire mountain range, using it as energy to tear apart space and time.

Dozens, even hundreds, of cracks of time appeared before everyone.

Each crack leads to a different past, an important period of time.

Huo Yang looked at a certain spacetime rift, which led to a time node forty thousand years ago.

It is the beginning of the arrival of the source of chaos.

He wanted to enter that time and space, he wanted to go back to 40,000 years ago, and he wanted to erase the source of chaos at the very beginning of its arrival in this world!

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Huo Yang turned to his younger brother and chuckled.

Huo Lan gripped the wheelchair handles tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

He watched his brother disappear into the cracks of time.

...

Everyone stood frozen in place, including the Arcane Spirit.

Without the memories of each reincarnation, they naturally couldn't figure out what was happening at this moment. It seemed that... the only option was to wait for Huo Yang to return.

not really.

Ao Xuling suddenly twisted its fleshy mountain shell and looked at one of the cracks in time.

The clear shouts of children echoing from that crack in the ages were the words of the divine court from countless billions of years ago.

The memory was so distant that it felt like a dream, and she even thought she had long forgotten it all.

Cracks in time... Time, yes, cracks in time that allow us to go back to the past!

The ugly and disgusting mountain of flesh surged up, but it was not intended to attack the priestess and her group. Instead, it wanted to return to the past, to the divine court era she had longed for!

She wanted to tell God the Father, "Please, please, never go down the holy path!"

Please don't ruin everything that was once beautiful for her!

However, just as he was about to rush in, Ao Xuling hesitated.

Given her current monstrous appearance, she would probably be killed by the Father God remotely as soon as she showed her face.

After a moment's hesitation, the Owl Spirit poured his soul into Reinhard's withered, dried corpse.

She controlled the mummified corpse and traveled back billions of years!

Passing through the cracks of time, what appears to be a small training ground is before us.

A young boy is practicing martial arts, honing his divine combat skills.

This young face... Ao Xuling hesitated for a moment. She really wanted to stop and take a look at this boy, to see what he looked like when he was young.

But she knew that the body her soul had been transferred to was too fragile. After losing nourishment, its vitality was almost gone, and there was absolutely no way to waste any of it!

We must inform God the Father quickly and overturn His decision!

There can be no delay whatsoever!

"Hey! Who are you, you weirdo? How did you get in here? Do you want to fight me?" The boy brandished his spear and stepped in front of her.

Ao Xuling didn't want to pay attention to him, but within the withered corpse she was possessing, there seemed to be an extremely faint glimmer of light awakening.

That beam of soul light was like a blazing crimson flame, and it was born to be the master of this body, instantly seizing control of her!

The withered man lowered his head and smiled slightly at the boy.

Have you ever heard of Xie Mi?

...When he left the training ground, Ao Xuling was already sobbing uncontrollably.

However, she remained calm, and she knew what was most important right now.

"Reinhard, go and contact the Father God! We must contact the Father God!"

The soul residing in this body shook its head: "No."

"Hurry! If we find Father God, there's still time to save everything!"

"But what will you do then?"

"Even if the Divine Court continues for millions or tens of millions of years, you will still suffer endless humiliation."

"Even if I were still the God of War, having conquered three thousand three hundred realms, I still wouldn't recognize you, because someone like you wouldn't be able to appear at that victory celebration banquet."

"You might even perish directly in a divine rebellion..."

"I don't want that kind of ordinary, uneventful life."

The man she fell in love with was a love-obsessed man, someone who would burn with love at any cost.

The broken soul burned the last of its strength in its decaying body, squeezing out every last remnant, and headed straight for the banquet hosted by the beautiful goddess.

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