Daxia border.

Above the boundless sea, a figure covered in a muddy cassock stepped on the white waves and stopped in front of an ancient stone city.

The fateful monk gazed at this magnificent relic, with a gleam in his eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

After a moment, he took a step forward and walked in calmly.

The moment his feet stepped on the mottled stones, a vast pressure came down from above the ruins. The remains of the stone pillars scattered all over the place flashed in front of him, forming an insurmountable high wall. There was no crack on the surface of the stone wall, which was completely natural. Dozens of eyes pierced through the void and fell on him at the same time.

The fateful monk suddenly stopped where he was.

"Who has set foot in the Ancestral Temple?" A deep and majestic voice sounded, echoing among the wreckage of countless stone pillars.

The Ancestral Temple today is no longer the remains of the kingdom of God that drifted in the gap of time and space. With the gradual return of faith, the ancestral gods in it have also recovered some of their strength. They sensed a strange breath entering the Ancestral Temple and woke up immediately.

At the same time, they also saw a face that was exactly the same as Lin Qiye's... But this would not make them mistakenly think that it was Lin Qiye who came. After all, they were too familiar with Lin Qiye's aura. Instead, that face that seemed like a replica made them full of vigilance.

You know, in their cognition, Lin Qiye is their belief.

Now that someone has stepped into this area with his face, it's like a stranger suddenly rushing into the temple to spy on the Buddha, and the feeling of being offended and insulted suddenly arises.

"... [The result is predetermined], I request to see all the ancestral gods." Under the pressure of the ancestral gods, Monk Suffering's expression did not change at all, and he spoke calmly.

Eyes swept over his body, and after a brief silence, the pressure that had been suppressing him completely dissipated, and the tall stone wall blocking his way also slowly moved in all directions...

A road leading straight to the center of the Ancestral Temple appeared before the monk Fatalism.

Seeing this, Monk Fatal continued along the road and stepped onto the stone steps leading to the platform. When he stepped into the core area of ​​the ancestral temple, twelve ancient and mysterious stone statues finally appeared before his eyes.

Monk Fate stood in the center of the platform. Surrounded by the twelve huge stone statues, his figure seemed insignificant...

"Did that adult ask you to come?" The loud voice sounded again.

"No, I came here on my own."

The voice of the ancestor god did not sound, as if he was waiting for the monk Fate to give an explanation.

Unexpectedly, the fateful monk did not give the explanation they wanted, but asked:

"Excuse me, everyone. How is your strength now and how is it recovering?"

The ancestor god paused for a moment, "Just barely 10%."

"How long will it take to recover your combat capability?"

"At least two months."

This question was answered when Lin Qiye brought them back last time. Only ten days had passed since Lin Qiye brought the Ancestral Temple back. These ten days were too short for an Ancestral God who had a lifespan of millions of years.

"We don't have that much time." Monk Fate was not surprised by this answer and replied calmly, "There are only four days left before the battle that will decide the life and death of mankind... Can the ancestors recover before then?"

"Four days, absolutely impossible." The Ancestor God answered decisively.

The Ancestral God had been drifting in the cracks of time and space for countless years, and his existence had been almost completely wiped out. It was not something that could be restored easily; it required the accumulation and digestion of a large amount of faith power. Four days was too late even for an injured ordinary main god to recover.

"So, the ancestral gods will not be able to help in this war." Monk Fate paused for a moment and said calmly,

"In that case...please go to die."

As Monk Fate finished speaking, the entire Ancestral Temple fell into deathly silence.

After a few seconds, the voice of the ancestor god sounded incredulously, "...what did you say?"

"I heard that the Twelve Ancestral Gods once contemplated the boundless universe and comprehended a secret method that could be used together. They could destroy the power of their ancestors and unite all of them. At the cost of sacrificing everything about themselves, they could ignore everything and kill their targets... It seems to be called [Original Ancestral Formation]?"

The moment they heard the words "Original Ancestral Formation", the twelve stone statues shook at the same time, and an expression of "shock" appeared on their blurred faces.

Monk Fate continued slowly, "Since you can't recover your strength before this war and can't play any role, why don't you use your remaining energy to set up a killing game with me..."

"Where... did you hear about the [Original Ancestral Formation]?" A second loud voice sounded. Judging from the voice, it should be another ancestor god who couldn't help but speak.

"We have never mentioned the existence of the [Original Ancestor Formation] to outsiders. Even that Lord does not know about it... You are just a mortal creature created by him. How could you have heard about it?"

"I know, of course it's because you have used it..."

"Used? When?"

"future."

The ancestral gods frowned tightly.

"Four days later, the two pillar gods, Nyarlathotep of Chaos and Shub-Niggurath of the Black Goat, jointly launched a general attack. In that battle, Daxia was defeated miserably, and the flames of war swept through the Ancestral Temple.

You twelve ancestors desperately used the [Original Ancestral Formation] to try to wipe out [Chaos], but it was broken by [Chaos] a second before the formation was formed... I will not say more about your final fate, but in short, [Chaos] later walked out of the Ancestral Temple alive and became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Daxia."

After the monk's words fell, the Ancestral Temple fell silent for a long time, and then the voice of the Ancestral God murmured:

"future……"

Eyes moved between the stone statues of the ancestral gods, and they seemed to be communicating something.

"What? You don't believe me?" asked the Monk of Destiny in a deep voice.

"You can tell the name and origin of the [Original Ancestral Formation], which is enough to prove everything... However, since in the future you mentioned, the [Original Ancestral Formation] failed to wipe out [Chaos], then why do you think there is a chance this time?"

“In that future, we were unable to kill Chaos because their general attack came too suddenly. Neither Daxia nor you were prepared to fight back… We hurriedly tried to form the Original Ancestor Formation, but there were too many flaws, so Chaos would naturally fight to the death and interrupt us midway.

However, if we arrange a killing plan in advance this time and kill [Chaos] in the Ancestral Temple, Daxia will have enough energy to kill [Black Goat], and the ending of everything will be rewritten!"

Monk Fate raised his head, his sharp eyes swept across all the twelve ancestral statues, and he spoke slowly:

"I know that your ancestor god is the origin of all myths, the faith of all living things, and the loyal followers of Lin Qiye. Your existence is too important to this world. To persuade you to die is to be an enemy of all living things in the world...

Therefore, the only one standing here and advising you to die is me.

Dear ancestors,

Have you guys...thought it through?"

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