"Fellow Daoist Fang, please forgive my abruptness, but may we witness the supreme and holy power that Yang Xian spoke of?" Daoist Baiyun asked politely.
Although Yang Xian spoke with great conviction, Master Baiyun had personally witnessed Fang Xiu's transformation into a demon, which was even more demonic than the Heavenly Demon God, and he was truly worried.
Fang Xiu stretched out his palm, his long, strong fingers spread wide, and the next moment, a five-colored light appeared in his palm.
It was the divine power of Nuwa.
The moment Nuwa's divine power appeared, Master Baiyun and the others were completely captivated, as if drawn by a magnet.
Illuminated by the multicolored light, they felt as if they had fallen into an ocean of life, their bodies warm and comfortable. In particular, Wan Jun, who had just fought against the Frost Giant, was recovering from his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is incredible! What supreme power this is!" Wan Jun exclaimed in shock.
Given their strength, it was truly unimaginable that such power existed in the world when they witnessed the might of the ancient goddess Nuwa.
At this moment, Wan Jun finally understood why Yang Xian could say such a thing. How could someone who could unleash such divine power be the Heavenly Demon God?
If the Heavenly Demon Gods possessed such divine power, then they wouldn't need to be called demons, because compared to them, immortals and gods are more like demons.
Just then, Master Baiyun suddenly trembled, his expression changing drastically: "This...this is...the power of Nuwa! I remember now! This is the power of the Great Goddess Nuwa! You are Nuwa!?"
Fang Xiu: "......."
“It seems you haven’t fully remembered yet,” he said.
If Master Baiyun remembers everything, then he will know that Nuwa is a female figure.
Master Baiyun clutched his head tightly, his chaotic memories clashing in his mind. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Fang Xiu, the figure before him gradually merging with the figure in his mind.
"You...you are the descendant of Nuwa! Fang Xiu!" he shouted, as if he had used up all his strength to say these words, and then he began to breathe heavily.
"Master Baiyun, are you alright?" Wan Jun quickly helped Master Baiyun sit down and used his own strength to calm his disordered breathing.
"Master Baiyun, what exactly have you remembered?" Yang Xian asked in a deep voice.
Master Baiyun kept his eyes closed for a long time before slowly opening them: "I remembered that he is a descendant of Nuwa!"
Yang Xian frowned deeply: "What is a descendant of Nuwa?"
Master Baiyun gazed at Fang Xiu with a complex expression, as if recalling some ancient secrets. He slowly said, "I don't know either."
Yang Xian: "......"
Upon hearing this, Wan Jun slapped Master Baiyun on the back: "Don't you know what you're getting so excited about?!"
"Cough cough..." Master Baiyun coughed violently after being slapped, and glared angrily at Wan Jun: "I'm excited because Fang Xiu is very important!"
He pointed at Fang Xiu: "Although I don't know the reason, I have a feeling that this person was absolutely crucial in ancient times. Whenever I think of this name, my heart trembles inexplicably. I vaguely remember that I seemed to have witnessed some of his great deeds!"
"Fellow Daoist Fang, how much of your memory have you recovered? Would you be willing to exchange information with us and verify our findings? Perhaps this would help us recover faster."
To their surprise, Fang Xiu's words took the three of them by surprise.
"I have not lost my memory."
"What!?"
"How is this possible?"
Faced with the three people's shock, Fang Xiu calmly said, "Because I just came to the underworld from the outside world, I have not been affected by reincarnation."
Upon hearing this, the three became even more excited. Daoist Baiyun even stood up and grabbed Fang Xiu's sleeve, saying excitedly, "That's wonderful, Fellow Daoist Fang! Since you haven't lost your memory, could you tell us about our past lives?"
Realizing he had lost his composure, he quickly released Fang Xiu's sleeve: "Fellow Daoist Fang, please don't take offense. We have been suffering from amnesia for too long. The feeling of not even knowing who we are is truly maddening. Now that we have finally seen hope, we can hardly contain our excitement."
"No need to get excited, because I don't know who you were in your past lives."
Master Baiyun's face stiffened: "..."
But he was still somewhat unwilling to give up, and quickly said, "I know it's because our current appearance is different from our previous life, but can we use supernatural powers to recognize us?"
This is a newly conceived technique for creating an avatar, incredibly profound, capable of creating an exact replica of oneself.
As Master Baiyun spoke, he even demonstrated, making hand seals on the spot. A divine light flashed, and an identical version of himself appeared beside him.
"How is it, Fellow Daoist Fang? How is this method?"
Fang Xiu glanced at the avatar outside his body and remained silent.
This most basic method of creating an avatar is so common that even a demigod like Xu Ruohai knows it, let alone a true god. In fact, Xu Ruohai's avatar technique is more sophisticated than that of Daoist Baiyun.
Master Baiyun seemed to realize something, and his expression changed slightly: "In ancient times, there were many gods who knew the art of creating avatars?"
Fang Xiu nodded.
Master Baiyun's expression was somewhat grim, but he still refused to give up and said, "How about this, let's first pick out those who know the art of creating clones, and then compare them slowly, perhaps..."
"Yes, I will." Fang Xiu calmly uttered these two words.
Master Baiyun froze, his voice rising eight octaves: "You can do it all!?"
"This most basic form of avatar technique was something that almost every god knew in ancient times, except for heavenly soldiers and generals, and some were even more skilled at it."
Master Baiyun left the group chat, silently walked to the stone table, and began to drink tea expressionlessly.
Yang Xian and the others suppressed their smiles, trying not to laugh out loud.
They all remembered how Master Baiyun had confidently claimed he had remembered a powerful divine ability that allowed him to create an avatar to fight two frost giants at once, but...
At this moment, Wan Jun straightened his chest slightly and took out the gleaming spear in his hand: "Fellow Daoist Fang, I am skilled in close combat techniques. This divine spear is my personal weapon, and I have remembered the spear technique I created in my previous life. Because it is my own creation, it should not be related to Daoist Baiyun's avatar technique..."
Wan Jun drew out his words, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Master Baiyun. Sure enough, he saw Master Baiyun's mustache trembling as he kept raising his cup to drink tea.
Wan Jun smiled and was about to demonstrate his self-created marksmanship to Fang Xiu when Fang Xiu stopped him.
Amidst the bewildered gazes of the crowd, Fang Xiu calmly said, "You don't need to demonstrate any supernatural powers, because even if you did, I wouldn't recognize them. In ancient times, apart from the top few immortals and gods, I didn't have much interaction with anyone else."
Wan Jun's face stiffened, and he silently left the group chat to have tea with Master Baiyun.
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