Chapter 317

It was as if the dragon clan Luo Fu first manifested already possessed bloodline strength comparable to the Primordial Dragon, yet it was not the Primordial Dragon itself.

"Zhu Jiuyin, you're not mistaken, are you?" Zhu Rong could not help asking.

Just now, the speed was too fast; this Ancestral Wu Zhu Rong had truly not paid much attention.

"Zhu Jiuyin is correct," Di Jiang said gravely. "Luo Fu transformed into ten thousand spirits; in those ten thousand spirits, I saw the shadow of Pan Gu, the Father God—though it seemed like a fragmented aura."

"It seems this is now confirmed," Sister Houtu could not help saying.

The other Ancestral Wus naturally knew what Sister Houtu meant.

The fact that Luo Fu is the Father God is now stone-cold truth.

Of course, why Luo Fu bears the forms of dragon, phoenix, beginning qilin, and all ten thousand spirits—this was blatantly ignored by the Ancestral Wus.

Anyway, for them, as long as they selectively believed what they saw before their eyes, that was enough.

Moreover, since the Father God transformed into all things, these forms becoming part of the Father God is only natural.

"But what exactly does Luo Fu intend to do?" Ancestral Wu Ju Mang questioned.

Transforming into ten thousand spirits, merging into the Time River, stirring the Time River—is it merely to oppose the Dao of Heaven?

"I already have some guesses," Sister Houtu's eyes glowed with an inexplicable light.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Wus, if one had the highest wisdom, it might well be Sister Houtu.

Otherwise, according to original history, Sister Houtu could never have become the one who transformed into the Cycle of Heaven and Earth.

Although when she transformed into the Cycle, Sister Houtu perished.

Yet accomplishing such a grand feat of mending Heaven and Earth was beyond the capability of any ordinary Ancestral Wu.

From this alone, Sister Houtu's uniqueness is evident.

Of course, Sister Houtu's compassion toward the beings of Honghuang may also be why, in history, she transformed into the Cycle.

For the other Ancestral Wus, killing all living things in Honghuang meant nothing.

This world values only the survival of the strongest.

It was so in the past, it is so now, and it will be so in the future.

Even in the future, though humanity speaks of morality, the strong still revere the survival of the strongest.

"Luo Fu may wish to change his own past and future," Sister Houtu guessed.

In truth, Sister Houtu's guess was somewhat correct, but not entirely.

For Luo Fu does not seek to alter the fate of past and future.

He seeks to incorporate past and future into the present.

That is, if someone wishes to strike at their past self, they can only appear before their present self.

He is the true and only one.

Past and future have both become himself.

"The answer will soon be known," Di Jiang said, watching the turbulent Time River. Luo Fu's intentions would soon be revealed.

Regardless.

Everything happening now, within the Honghuang heavens and earth, is utterly unprecedented.

Now Di Jiang was saying: such a Father God, such a mighty figure.

His safety hardly needed the Ancestral Wus to worry over.

If the demonic race wished to confront Luo Fu, surely it is the demonic race that should be worried now.

Seeing Luo Fu's astonishing actions, those demonic beings must surely harbor thoughts of retreat.

This point—

Indeed, Di Jiang had guessed correctly.

Let alone Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi.

Even demonic deities like Ji Meng and Bai Ze could not help but feel the urge to retreat.

Whether Luo Fu's earlier Tribulation Crossing or his current opening of the Time River and merging into it as ten thousand spirits—all exceeded their understanding.

The more unfamiliar the understanding, the greater their fear.

"Transforming into ten thousand spirits, merging into the Time River—what does human Luo Fu intend to do?" Kun Peng could not help saying.

Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi said nothing.

For them, Luo Fu's current state had surpassed all their previous expectations.

"Your Majesty, if Luo Fu truly crosses the Lei Jie, how should we handle the matter of Jiu Ying? We must give it serious thought," Kun Peng said.

Previously, Kun Peng had only one thought regarding Luo Fu.

That was to kill him.

To offend the demonic race had only one outcome.

And he was merely a being of Taiyi Jin Xian rank.

Even if that Taiyi Jin Xian were a disciple of a Saint—what of it?

The Tongtian Jiaozhu has far more than just one direct disciple.

But now, Kun Peng wondered: could even those Dao-of-Heaven Saints accomplish what Luo Fu has done?

Opening the Time River—and even willingly merging into it.

In the past, any such act, in Kun Peng's eyes, was suicide.

Yet now, watching Luo Fu like this, there is no sign of suicide at all.

"Give it serious thought," Di Jun's expression grew slightly grim.

But he could not deny that Luo Fu's current actions forced him to reconsider how to face Luo Fu.

That old mindset—using power to crush others—could it still work?

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Above the heavens.

Five saints waited in this void.

This place was still some distance from the Tribulation Crossing site.

Even as saints, they had to be careful not to be caught by the power of Heaven's Dao.

If it were a simple Tribulation Crossing, they as saints could easily avoid it.

But is Luo Fu's Tribulation Crossing still simple?

The time river that pierced all of Honghuang had appeared plainly before their eyes.

If they were swept up by the time river, even they as saints would be in great danger.

For this, the Two Western Saints felt helpless.

Originally, they had merely come to observe Luo Fu's situation; as for any intentions toward him, they had none yet.

But they had not expected.

Before they had even been there long, the Three Pure Ones arrived together.

Seeing the expressions on their faces—their cautious demeanor—it was as if the Two Western Saints had done something wrong.

They had only just arrived themselves.

"Three revered ones, we are merely curious about our junior disciple, and have no intent to act," Jieyin said slowly, his face grim.

"Is that so?" Saint Tongtian smiled faintly. "My two elder brothers and I are here only to observe Luo Fu."

Yet as he spoke, Saint Tongtian enveloped Zhunti and Jieyin in a force.

He clearly did not trust the Two Western Saints.

As a saint, Saint Tongtian had long been familiar with their shamelessness.

Of course.

Saint Tongtian also believed the Two Western Saints would not dare harm their own disciple.

But he simply could not stand them.

"Saint Tongtian," Zhunti smiled. "Do you know what your junior disciple Luo Fu intends by opening the time river?"

"Oh? Is there still something a saint does not know?" Saint Tongtian smiled slightly.

"This…" Zhunti smiled awkwardly. "Saint Tongtian, even saints are not omnipotent. Moreover, Luo Fu is your disciple—my ignorance is only natural."

For this,

Laozi and Master Yuanshi stood silently, their expressions unchanged.

This was because they too did not know what Luo Fu intended.

So they could only remain silent.