Chapter 407: Recreating the World, or Destroying It?

Wang Qihang fled at full speed with three monks and his infant self in swaddling clothes.

When he reached the Village South Entrance, only a few people had arrived earlier than him.

Feeling an inner sense of urgency, Wang Qihang lost the desire to keep waiting after a few minutes.

"We'll leave a signal here so that anyone who comes later will leave immediately."

After saying that, Wang Qihang fled with his family toward the distance.

But before he had run a few li, he heard the sound of heavy horse hooves.

Wang Qihang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

With so many people, in the vast plain they were practically living targets!

As long as those troops aren't blind, they will definitely spot these people!

"Acting together makes our target too big; we'd be better off splitting up to avoid the soldiers' sight more easily."

After a moment of silence, Wang Qihang immediately made a decision.

But the villagers had originally suspected Wang Qihang of deceiving them.

Now that they saw troops really coming, how could they let go of Wang Qihang, their only lifeline?

No matter what Wang Qihang said, they insisted on staying by his side.

Wang Qihang's eyes flared with anger, and he wanted to shake off these clingy folks!

But his parents spoke at that moment,

"Everyone usually takes extra care of our family of three; Qihang, at this critical juncture we can't abandon them!"

Seeing the determined expressions on his parents' faces, Wang Qihang could only sigh helplessly.

He could only take everyone with him, trying to evade the troops' reconnaissance.

But the troops' scouts were no good-for-nothings.

Although Wang Qihang and his companions weren't discovered, the Daoxiang Village villagers who followed behind were caught red-handed by the scouts!

How could those villagers, who made a living farming generation after generation, endure the army's torture?

In no time, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube, they revealed Wang Qihang and his companions completely.

Finally, under the army's carpet‑like search, Wang Qihang, who had already fled some distance, still couldn't escape their search.

After slaughtering dozens of soldiers, Wang Qihang watched helplessly as his parents died under the blades of the army troops!

He launched a frenzied attack on the army, but it was useless; he still exhausted himself and died before them.

As the saying goes, things don't happen three times.

Even if Wang Qihang were stupid, after this failure he realized that with his own abilities it was fundamentally impossible to change the fact of his parents' deaths.

But Wang Qihang is not heartless; he cannot repeatedly watch his parents die before him and remain unmoved.

On the fourth time he appeared at the village entrance, Wang Qihang collapsed in despair onto the ground.

He slowly walked along a country lane, this time disturbing no one.

Arriving at the gate of his home, he stood apart in the courtyard and watched his parents playing with his infant self in swaddling clothes.

As if in tacit understanding, Wang's father, who had just shown a knowing smile, suddenly lifted his head.

The moment their eyes met,

his body felt as if shocked by electricity, instantly stiffening in place.

while Wang Qihang, like a guilty thief, immediately avoided his father's gaze.

Wang Qihang's mother, noticing her husband's oddity, unconsciously raised her head and asked doubtfully,

"What's wrong?"

Wang Qihang's father only then came to his senses, slowly shaking his head,

"Nothing, just felt like I ran into an acquaintance."

"An acquaintance?"

Wang Qihang's father questioned himself inwardly.

Although he felt he had never seen that person before, he still had a sense of déjà vu.

After saying something to his wife, he strode out toward the yard.

But outside, there was already no trace of Wang Qihang.

He could only sigh and return to the courtyard.

And the fleeing Wang Qihang only then sneaked back.

This time he very carefully peeked at his parents.

Seeing the smiles on his parents' faces, Wang Qihang also showed a knowing smile.

Yet he didn't notice that, even after becoming the feared leader of the beggars' organization near the Temple of Fate, he had never before shown such a smile.

But the good times didn't last; the army's horse hooves eventually sounded again.

Wang Qihang, unwilling to see his parents die before him again, could only hold back his tears and take a deep breath,

"I'm willing to tell you everything I know; let me leave this place."

After saying that, Wang Qihang felt the surrounding scene begin to turn illusory.

Although his heart had been prepared, when this moment arrived he still couldn't help feeling a bit of panic.

Before the scene before his eyes faded, Wang Qihang shouted with all his strength,

"Dad, Mom……"

Uttering those two words was like draining all of Wang Qihang's strength.

He weakly collapsed to the ground, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

By the time Wang Qihang opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the headquarters of their beggars' organization.

And Gu Han was now standing beside him, overlooking him!

"Now, can you summon?"

As the caster, Little Wolf could naturally see everything that Wang Qihang had once witnessed in the river of time.

Although Gu Han had not seen it with his own eyes, he and Little Wolf were spiritually connected, so he naturally knew all of this as well.

Upon hearing Gu Han's words, Wang Qihang did not show a flustered or desperate expression.

He brushed off the dust on his clothes, tidied his appearance, stood up, and bowed deeply to Gu Han,

"Thank you for letting me see my parents one last time."

"Although I know this is merely an illusion, I am deeply grateful that it lets me recall my parents' appearance from memory."

Such a turn of events left Gu Han momentarily at a loss.

Fortunately, Wang Qihang did not make Gu Han feel embarrassed.

He wiped his slightly moist eye corners and spoke in a low voice,

"I very much wish I could help you, but now the Creator King's army has already surrounded the entire Temple of Fate!"

"He declares to the world that only by carrying out a Re-Creation of the World can this world have any bright future."

Upon hearing Wang Qihang's words, Gu Han's heart jolted,

"What did you say? Re-Create the World?"

When Gu Han previously heard Wang Qihang say that he followed the Creator King, he didn't think much of it.

Anyone who wants to unify the world and calls himself the Creator could possibly do so.

This is merely an arrogant notion, thinking one has created a world.

His only surprise was merely that, according to Wang Qihang, the Black Tide appeared to be under someone's control.

And not formed because of a special environment.

But all of Gu Han's conjectures were shattered at this moment by Wang Qihang's spoken words!

Moreover, this also confirmed his earlier guesses made while in Sheng Cheng!

Re-Create the World!

World-Bearing God!