Chapter 182 The Price of Choice

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Cang Wu murmured, looking at the scroll in front of him in disbelief.

On the beast skin, the towering figure of the Fifth Xuan was being squeezed by the divided chaos. The sun and moon totem fires on his shoulders were gradually extinguished, and the four flames swirling around his body were also slowly disappearing.

The entire scroll was about to return to chaos. Cang Wu's right hand was constantly stained with paint. He wanted to change this ending, but he couldn't do it at all.

"It can't just disappear like this. I have to record it, record it..."

Cang Wu murmured a little crazily, quickly took out another beast skin, stained his right hand with paint, and began to paint quickly.

After several sketches, a towering figure appeared on the screen. The figure's figure was very similar to the Fifth Xuan, but his face was no longer clear.

He kept adding details, but each time he sketched three times, he only left one stroke. The paint fell from the animal skin and stained the white clouds under his feet, but he didn't care.

In the altar, the Fifth Xuan's figure was shrinking, and the world he had just created had shrunk into the altar.

It seemed to be attached to this world and was reluctant to disappear.

"Just now... what happened to me?"

The seventh-generation witch murmured as he looked at the fireball in his hand. He felt that he had forgotten something.

The sixth-generation leader also looked at the altar in confusion. It was a mess, and he couldn't see the totem or the sun and moon totem pillars clearly.

The people in the chaos also saw the whispers of the seventh generation of witches and the confusion of the sixth generation leader.

"Will we all forget all this?"

The fourth generation witch suddenly spoke. In terms of wisdom, he was the best among these people, even the fifth Xuan was not as good as him.

"Someone doesn't allow us to remember."

The sixth generation witch spoke, saying with certainty.

"Who?"

The fifth generation witch looked at the sixth generation witch with a gloomy face and asked.

Even though he could already watch the long river of history, the sixth generation witch couldn't help but shudder.

"I can see some, but I don't understand. I dare not say it, for fear of bringing disaster to the Fire Tribe."

The sixth generation witch spoke, speaking out his unspeakable secrets.

"You won't disappear, right?"

The fifth Xuan didn't care about this problem. He even gave up the opportunity to become a god and a new world. He didn't care about those things. He cared about the souls in front of him.

"We are with the burning totem fire, and we will live forever."

said the short witch.

Diwu Xuan nodded, and a smile appeared on his shrunken face: "No matter what it is, we have the opportunity to explore it together, as long as you are still here."

All the witches and leaders nodded, and they looked at the outside world and the people of the Fire Tribe with different expressions.

"When the world disappears, we will return to the totem fire. I don't know when it will appear next time. You have to take care of yourself."

The big leader walked forward and patted Diwu Xuan on the shoulder. At this time, he was about to shrink to his normal size.

"I will, and I will take good care of the Fire Tribe."

Diwu Xuan said affirmatively.

The short witch and the big leader are a little different from other witches and leaders to Diwu Xuan. They are more like brothers who fight side by side with him, and sometimes even elders to him.

Most of the other witches and leaders grew up under his care. They did not have such status and did not dare to talk to him in this way.

"Although I don't know what you gave up, I still thank you for considering us."

The second-generation leader spoke up and said politely.

"Since I didn't promise anything in advance, I don't need your compliments afterwards."

The fifth Xuan still didn't give him a good look. Although this guy was reliable in the second half of his life, his first half was too tiring.

"When can we meet again?"

The third-generation witch looked at the fifth Xuan and asked expectantly.

Diwu Xuan thought for a while. Last time he was promoted to the Spirit Totem, this time he was promoted to the Bright Totem, and next time ...

"The next time I'm promoted to the Bright Totem, it shouldn't be too long."

With the experience of this promotion, Diwu Xuan felt that it shouldn't be too difficult to be promoted again.

"Great, next time..."

The third generation wizard was interrupted by the short wizard before he finished speaking.

"Think clearly about the future and make a choice. I believe in your wisdom, but don't be impatient."

Diwu Xuan nodded to him seriously: "I understand. With this experience, I think I will make a more correct choice."

Although this promotion failed, it allowed Diwu Xuan to further glimpse the differences in this world.

Especially since he almost directly promoted to the Divine Totem, he had a deeper understanding of the way of totems.

"See you next time."

The short wizard took a look at the edge that was about to be completely retracted, and walked towards the totem fire of the Fifth Xuan without any reluctance, and directly merged into the totem fire.

With the short wizard taking the lead, the wizards and leaders behind him said goodbye one by one and entered the totem fire one after another.

"Puff..."

As the Fifth Xuan returned to the totem stone, the new world shattered, the chaos disappeared, and the fire totem and the altar reappeared in front of everyone.

"What happened just now?"

The wolf totem asked nervously.

"The promotion failed, what do you remember?"

Although he had already judged that these people would forget a lot like the seventh generation wizard, he didn't know exactly what they forgot.

"I saw you show your spirit body, and then... then I didn't remember anything..."

Wolf Totem frowned, wondering how he could have forgotten such an important thing.

"Since you've forgotten it, don't think about it anymore."

Diwu Xuan thought for a moment and answered.

He was careful not to tell Wolf Totem about his experience just now. What the power of heaven and earth said to him made him feel that there was a more powerful existence above the power of heaven and earth.

They are the masters of this world, and this forgetfulness should be their work.

"What kind of power can make people forget?"

Diwu Xuan thought about it for a moment and kept this question in his heart.

He could vaguely feel that giving up the God Totem this time was equivalent to giving up the path to advancement with "Tai Chi Sheng Liang Yi".

This feeling was very mysterious, but when he connected this feeling with the power of heaven and earth, he was more certain of this result.

"Give up, then give up. Although there are benefits to creating the world, I can't annihilate the souls of the witches and leaders of all generations."

Fifth Xuan thought in his heart.

"It seems that if they completely copy the previous life's set, they will not be tolerated by this world, and even rejected. They need to find a point of fit so that the two can merge and advance. Otherwise, they are still dangerous."

They, of course, are the witches and leaders of all generations.

In the sky, as Fifth Xuan's promotion completely failed, Cang Wu's eyes were also confused. When he woke up and looked down, he saw the Fire Tribe re-igniting the totem fire.

"Failed?"

he murmured, and turned around to look at a blank animal skin. Next to the blank animal skin, there was a scroll with a figure standing upright, but without a face.

"Huh? What is this?"

Cang Wu asked Xin curiously, and Xin's eyes were also full of doubts.