Chapter 918: Brother, Wait for Me

At the same time.

The seventieth aura of the Ancient God had already struck.

The Ancient God status within Chen Yan's mind had already transformed, condensed from two hundred and seventy auras of the Ancient God.

Crack!

The chain formed by the status of his will suddenly snapped a section.

Chen Yan saw countless unfamiliar scenes explode before his eyes.

Sinking, sinking.

He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

And above him, countless Ancient God Beasts were born and perished.

Time seemed to become extremely fast.

Endless pain struck, intensifying upon his body and mind, leaving him unable to extricate himself.

Chen Yan was startled.

This was that person's memory.

So clear, so blurry, so distant.

Chen Yan could feel that he was sealed, enduring madness and pain.

Wanting to break free.

He could not endure those countless Ancient God Beasts living above him.

Hatred, endless hatred surged deep within his heart.

"Who can kill me..."

He let out a hoarse wail.

But the next instant.

"Fake, it's all fake!"

He roared aloud.

He slowly reached out his hand, and a seed appeared in his palm.

This was his younger sister's dream, and also his dream.

The world had never seen a fruit that could change the future.

His younger sister's dream was fake.

But he had forged a seed with his own divine power.

Wanting to fulfill a childhood dream.

His vision became blurry, and he looked upward once more.

Hundreds of millions of Ancient God Beasts that he loathed were living upon his body.

His kin were being besieged by these Ancient God Beasts, wailing.

Anger, incomparable anger.

But he could not change anything.

He needed to find that one person.

A person who could change the future.

The strongest genius in the history of the human race, stronger than him, more monstrous than him.

Someone who could change the future.

But the next instant.

His vision blurred.

He suddenly discovered that those hundreds of millions of Ancient God Beasts had turned into humans.

And those besieged kin had become Ancient God Beasts.

A momentary change.

The hundreds of millions of humans turned back into Ancient God Beasts.

And those few Ancient God Beasts turned back into his kin.

He opened his mouth wide, letting out a hoarse, painful wail:

"In the end... what is real?"

"In the end, what is fake?"

"Heavens!"

"Why treat me this way."

He felt his eyes were playing tricks on him, and he began to search for kin qualified to receive the seed again.

The years were long.

He did not know how many years.

He saw his kin becoming fewer and fewer, fewer and fewer.

And the number of those hundreds of millions of Ancient God Beasts was becoming greater and greater.

The Ancient God Beasts were besieging his few remaining clansmen.

Cruel, bloody, damn it!

Even more damnable.

Was that these Ancient God Beasts lived upon his flesh, constantly gnawing at his blood and meat.

He had become a sinner of the human race.

His consciousness became increasingly deranged, and he never handed the seed in his hand to his clansmen.

Because there were no suitable clansmen.

There were no prodigies that met his expectations.

He fell into a deep slumber.

Finally, on a certain day.

He awakened.

A powerful threat arrived.

He noticed that an Ancient Divine Beast had been born.

That Ancient Divine Beast possessed endless talent and was perhaps the strongest enemy the human race would ever face.

It was a small Ancient Divine Beast whose entire body exuded filthy malice.

At the moment of birth.

Because of its monstrous talent, it caused the mother to die in dystocia.

He stared fixedly.

An intense crisis struck.

The supreme prodigy belonging to the human race had not been born, yet the strongest prodigy belonging to the Ancient Divine Beasts had appeared.

He stared, emitting a cold and vicious gaze.

He wanted to personally strangle this future disaster for the human race.

But he was suppressed by the Ancient Divine Beast and could not move.

He was about to awaken, and he must kill this Ancient Divine Beast prodigy.

As time slowly passed.

This Ancient Divine Beast cub grew larger and larger.

In her family, there was also an old Ancient Divine Beast and a young Ancient Divine Beast.

And his gaze remained fixed on this small Ancient Divine Beast.

Waiting for a certain day to strangle it.

He was about to awaken.

He wanted to personally kill these Ancient Divine Beasts that were gnawing on the human race atop his physical body.

He wanted to slaughter everything.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill everything!

Deranged!

Frenzied!

Slaughter!

The hatred accumulated over ten thousand years would erupt; he would change everything and exterminate all Ancient Divine Beasts under heaven!

But suddenly, on one day.

"Brother, wait for me."

A crisp girl's voice rang out beside his ear.

This voice... so familiar.

He was stunned.

It was as if he had seen his former self once again.

That day, his little sister had also chased after him just like this.

His memories became blurred, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

His little sister had died.

Killed by an Ancient Divine Beast.

And he had left his parents to become a human general who exterminated Ancient Divine Beasts.

He became the Sovereign of the Bright Nation.

Such distant years, such distant memories.

He squinted his eyes to look.

He wanted to see clearly who had uttered this sentence.

Yet he was shocked to discover that it was actually uttered by that Ancient Divine Beast prodigy he had been staring at for so long.

He was bewildered.

Why would an Ancient Divine Beast emit a voice belonging to a human.

He had clearly seen that Ancient Divine Beast prodigy chasing after its older brother within the world of filthy malice.

Perhaps it was the impact of memories from years past, or perhaps his consciousness was already insane.

He suddenly felt that everything was a mistake.

That was not a world of malice.

That Ancient Divine Beast prodigy was not an Ancient Divine Beast, but a little girl.

That was...

Under the clear sky, wheat covered the ground like a golden ocean, and where the wind passed, it surged with shimmering light, dazzling the eyes and warming the heart.

A sweet-looking little girl with fluffy braids, her skirt hem fluttering lightly with her running steps, was crisply calling out as she chased after her older brother.

Her brows and eyes curved into crescent moons, her cheeks flushed with a healthy pink glow, and her fair, tender little hands waved vigorously.

"Brother, wait for me."

The little girl called out.

The boy, two years older than her, ran through the wheat waves with a gentle smile.

"Xiaoyu, hurry, hurry up!"

The boy called out.

This scene was so gentle it broke his heart.

Just like back then.

That little girl was just like his younger sister, and that boy wearing coarse cloth clothes was just like him on that day.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

So, that little girl was not an Ancient God Beast prodigy, but a human race prodigy.

The seed in his hand was meant to be given to her.

Yes, he must give it to this little girl.

She was the most outstanding prodigy of the human race and would surely be able to save the future.

But.

This scene only appeared for an instant.

The little girl and the little boy vanished, turning back into two Ancient God Beasts.

That female Ancient God Beast prodigy was the target he had to kill.

He became confused.

What exactly was right, and what was wrong.

He could not see clearly.

He kept staring.

Staring at that Ancient God Beast prodigy, the murderous intent in his heart grew increasingly intense.

The flickering scene from before must have been him seeing things wrong.

As time slowly passed.

The Ancient God Beast prodigy's older brother was heavily injured.

He saw it.

The Ancient God Beast prodigy and the old Ancient God Beast began to look after that young Ancient God Beast.

Yet, suddenly, on one particular night, he heard a voice belonging to the human race once again.

"Dad."

A voice filled with sobbing rang out.

He frowned and looked over.

That young Ancient God Beast had turned into a youth wearing a hospital gown.

Lying on a hospital bed.

And the old Ancient God Beast had turned into a middle-aged human man.

The youth's body trembled as he spoke in a blurred, unclear voice:

"I don't... I don't want to be like this anymore!"

The youth looked at the ceiling, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of concrete to see the firmament.

He roared out the loudest sound of his life.

This scene.

Was clearly seen by him.

So, that young Ancient God Beast was human.

So, that Ancient God Beast prodigy was a human girl.

So, he had been deceived all along.

"Jilie!"

He roared out:

"You are still lying to me!"

"Why!"

"Why!"

His consciousness became crazed once again.

That youth was starting to turn back into an Ancient God Beast, and the human middle-aged man once again had the shadow of the old Ancient God Beast upon him.

The figures of the Ancient God Beast and the human gradually overlapped.

Just like how his clear consciousness and his crazed consciousness were folding into each other.

And the madness would eventually completely cover everything about him.

He finally discovered a problem.

His final bit of consciousness was about to disappear.

He was about to fall into long-lasting madness again.

He had to give away the seed in his hand while his consciousness was still clear.

Give it to whom.

Naturally, it is that human race monster.

Naturally, it is that little girl.

That little girl is the strongest monster he has ever seen.

With his help, the little girl will surely be able to maximize the effect of this seed!

He used all his strength to make this seed fly toward that little girl.

A gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

Tears slowly flowed out.

That little girl is as cute and innocent as his younger sister.

And that boy is just like him.

He was suddenly stunned.

He looked at that boy who was already crippled.

He listened to that voice of unwillingness in the boy's mouth.

He looked at that boy, just as he looked at his past self.

Ordinary aptitude, ordinary family background, sorrowful fate.

Just like him back then.

Compared to the little girl.

The little boy's aptitude is too lowly, so lowly that it is like a firefly compared to starlight.

Yet that boy's unwillingness made his heart tremble.

Why?

Why must a mediocre person let out such a roar?

Why do you not go and accept your own fate?

Just like he did back then.

Clearly just an ordinary youth, in order to seek revenge, he walked onto a wrong path.

He became the greatest sinner of the human race.

"In this life of mine... do I still have the qualifications to believe in myself?"

He wailed foolishly.

"I am clearly the greatest sinner, the person who most deserves to die, the most mediocre, the lowliest life.

Unworthy of roaring, unworthy of living, unworthy of standing up.

Destined to die."

Compared to the little girl, that boy is not worth mentioning.

His fate is destined to be ordinary, his future destined to be gray.

He is just a bitter ascetic, forever unable to reach the end.

Even with the seed he created, the boy still cannot compare to the girl.

The seed is only an aid, a tiny aid.

What determines the future is still that girl's aptitude.

If this aid were to be wasted on this piece of trash.

"On that piece of trash who is just like me..."

He murmured, falling into endless hesitation.

Yet the seed in his hand seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, finally drifting toward that boy.

Just like it drifted toward himself when he first saw his sister die before his eyes and embarked on his journey.

"Just let time mock me, this pathetic sinner."

He whispered, falling into madness, losing the last shred of his reason.

The flickering memories disappeared just like that.

The last bit of reason belonging to Bai E made him make the most mocking decision.

And at this moment.

That youth whom he had determined was destined to become trash was slowly turning into an Ancient God.

Chen Yan raised his head.

Is this Fanni's response to him?

He gave up the idea of self-destruction.

His aura began to change, and layers of malice condensed into pitch-black armor upon his physical body.

Strips of pitch-black patterns emerged from his jaw, climbing up to his cheeks.

He was like a lonely emperor, accepting the final, most fatal sinking.

Becoming an Ancient God!

PS: Regarding the previous errors.

I wrote it wrong before, brothers, I didn't even notice, there were typos.

The number one divine art in the world is 【Unity】.

The second is Chen Zhu's 【Dao Slash】.

The third is 【E-Corpse Thousand Shadow Kill】 from the E-Corpse God Lamp.

The fifth is the strongest displacement 【World Instant】.

In some places, it was purely a typo.

As for the final ending, the story's twist is destined to exist.

But there will not be any perverted plotlines like those of Chen Yan and Bai E, where consciousness is blurred.

The core of this book is, in fact, the collision between one heart and another.

Malice is actually like the externalization of the thief within one's heart.

And the Xia Lord, Xia Zhiyang, and Chen Lord are all his individual thoughts, constantly colliding.

Overall, it is like a person sitting in a cave seeking the Dao, with different thoughts from different periods, right up until the process of him opening his eyes and walking out of the cave.

The outline of the story has been set since the appearance of Ji Chen, and then the chapter where the Three Saints Slaughter the Demon was told.

But in this business of writing, while the main body remains unchanged, new ideas appear every day, similar to adding flowers to brocade.

Including this chapter, which is to write about the protagonist becoming an Ancient God, but you certainly won't be sure that the protagonist is that demon until the very end of the Three Saints Slaughter the Demon.

Just like the reason the protagonist will obtain the Saint-Breaking Fruit was only written today, but Dongzi thought of it three months ago and then revised it.

The final story will definitely be complete.

The problem with the previous book was that the ending was rushed, which drew criticism.

This one must certainly be more perfect.

The ending for Bai E and the ending for Chen Lord have already been thought of by Dongzi.

Dongzi even thought of what the ending would be like a year ago.

What is being waited for is to let the text develop naturally and move toward those various nodes.

Also.

Thank you for the company.

This is what Dongzi says most often.

I feel that the readers' company to the author is the most sincere encouragement.