Chapter 320 Fuxi enters chaos (please subscribe for monthly tickets)
Time flies and years pass.
In the blink of an eye, 30,000 years have passed since the battle with the demons outside the territory.
During these 30,000 years, the creatures of the ancient world rushed one after another, constantly rushing to the outside world to fight with the demons outside the territory for life and death.
The sky and the earth are shattered, stars collapse, mountains and rivers hundreds of millions of miles away suddenly collapse, the destruction of the void triggers turbulence in space, and so on.
Countless divine lights bloom in almost every corner of the outside world.
Today, the extraterrestrial demons who occupy almost 90% of the extraterrestrial galaxies are finally invincible after losing the demon stars.
As the extraterrestrial demons retreated into the chaotic abyss of the extraterrestrial galaxy, the galaxy continent, which was once the most dazzling in this world, once again returned to the hands of the creatures in the prehistoric world after an interval of almost an Yuanhui.
"It's time to head to Chaos."
On this day, Fuxi looked at the vast chaos. After explaining the next steps of the human race, he left an incarnation of himself and immediately flew into the vast chaos.
For 30,000 years, while leading the human race and the demon race in constant battles, Fuxi has lived up to expectations and became the co-leader of the human race in the ancient world.
However, even after opening up his own world, Fuxi still did not awaken the memories of his previous life as Longwa and Fengwa expected.
Even though, now his cultivation is stronger than Longwa and Fengwa.
As the demon clan was retreating steadily, the creatures in the wild world began to speculate in joy.
Among the geniuses of this generation, who will break through and become a saint first?
Is it the current Emperor of Heaven, the former eldest prince of the Demon Clan, Boyuan, Kong Xuan of the Phoenix Clan, Mo You of the Qilin Clan, Ao Guang of the Dragon Clan, or Kuntian of the Kunpeng Clan, etc.
Even though, among these names, his Fuxi's name ranks in the top five, only Fuxi himself knows that he is lacking.
If he cannot clearly understand this shortcoming, he will not be able to become a saint even if all the creatures from all races in the ancient world become saints.
This lack is not the world he created, but his way.
Fuxi once asked Longwa why his Tao was incomplete, although Longwa, as the holy envoy of the human race, did not say.
But another holy envoy, Feng Wa, told him that in his previous life, he was with Fuxi, the mother of the human race and the elder brother of Saint Nuwa.
Fuxi originally thought that he must be surprised when he heard this sentence, but after getting this result, he found that he did not seem to be surprised.
He accepted all this because a fragment occasionally appeared in his mind.
But he doesn't accept all this, because every time he prepares to try to break through his current cultivation level, fragments of other people will appear in his mind.
Those people's names are not Fuxi, but their characteristics are very similar to him.
This is also the reason why he chose to go to Chaos after the demons retreated into the Chaos Abyss fought by the three saints.
Chaos and vastness, it is boundless as far as the eye can see, and there is no direction.
Even Fuxi was ready to spend countless years in chaos.
However, when he truly stood in the chaos, there was some inexplicable reaction in his soul.
In this sense, the originally vast chaos also had a precise direction in Fuxi's eyes.
In just over a thousand years, he came to a world that was in chaos and emitted cyan light.
"Back then, when the demonic calamity broke out, countless great powers were buried in the chaos first.
The world in front of me is probably what was left from that time."
Looking at the world in front of him, Fuxi just sighed briefly, then stepped out and submerged into the world.
As soon as Fang stepped into this world, Fuxi looked for the feeling in his heart and let go of his spiritual consciousness.
However, the moment his consciousness spread, a familiar word quietly resounded in his mind.
"You are finally here, Fuxi."
As he said these words, in Fuxi's eyes, on a towering peak like a giant sword, an old man with white beard and hair was looking at him silently.
"Who is my friend and how do you know about my existence?"
Looking at the old man in front of him and feeling the familiarity coming from his body, Fuxi asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"You are him, but you are not him either."
Looking at Fuxi in front of him, the white-haired old man seemed to understand something after being stunned, and said with a smile.
"My name is Feng Xi. What do fellow Taoists think of the world today?"
Facing Fu Xi's gaze, Feng Xi said with a smile.
"Thirty-five thousand years ago, this place was invaded by an alien demon. Countless creatures were infected with the demonic energy and became ferocious and violent.
The human race is like ants, being slaughtered like captive domestic slaves.
Later, I came into being, holding a three-foot long sword in my hand, walked out of this sword mountain, and pacified the world.
This is what today's scene looks like, would you like to take a look, fellow Taoist?"
As he finished speaking, Feng Xi said with a smile on his face.
"I would like to take a look."
Looking at the old man in front of him, Fuxi nodded after being silent.
The next moment, he saw the white-haired old man in front of him stretched out his palm and pointed it towards his forehead.
With a burst of white sword light blooming, the scenes of the Sword World thirty-five thousand years ago all appeared in Fuxi's mind.
At the end of this scene, Fuxi saw a gray-haired old man sitting on a high mountain from Fengxi's perspective.
"The old man's name is Fuxi. He is you and me."
As these words came, Fuxi's mind suddenly shook, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
The white-haired Feng Xi suddenly turned into nothingness in a burst of faint sword light at some unknown moment.
No.
It did not turn into nothingness, but the white-haired old man in front of him turned into pure power and merged with his Dao origin.
"No need to hesitate, my today is your tomorrow, for the sake of Chaos Wuyou, and for the countless creatures scattered in the heavens.
Whether it’s me or you, we will move forward bravely.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xi's figures disappeared into the world.
At the same time, Fu Xi's body was imprinted on this world, and he also possessed everything Feng Xi had in this world.
"It turns out that this is the reason why my soul is lacking."
Looking at the strange yet familiar world in front of him, Fu Xi took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the rock where Feng Xi once stood.
Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.
"I understand, I am Fuxi, and you are also Fuxi. In this vast world of chaos, there are countless Fuxi.
We are all lacking, but together we are also perfect.”
As he said these words, Fuxi moved towards the space in front of him, and a sharp sword intent opened the space in front of him.