Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The entire long river of space-time began to boil, and the progress of ancient history was about to be reversed, resulting in great changes.

Zheng Chu's expression changed slightly, looking at the torrential river waters, he lowered his head in silence.

He no longer pursued, only weakly loosened his grip on the Tao Sword, letting the river waters sweep over him and submerge his figure.

Boom!

Fu Pinglan and Wan Wenfeng were also squeezed out of the space-time domain, returning to the Great Universe.

Reversing ancient history is something that living creatures cannot do; if radical changes occur against reason, the long river of space-time will spontaneously adjust to erase unstable factors.

To change ancient history is to make time completely reverse, rendering everything eternal and void.

The slaughter in the Chaos Sea continued, Ancestor Blood dripped through the layers of space-time, dyeing the starry sky crimson.

The years experienced in the Chaos Sea are a hundred times more than those in the Great Universe. The inner structure has long been established, and although no Ancestral Realm has appeared, the number of living creatures stepping into the Realm of Ancient Myths in various realms is no less than thirty, with over a hundred crossing into the space-time domain.

Most of these living creatures are followers of Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu.

Even with over a hundred Divine Martial Heavenly Generals, sweeping the advancement in the Chaos Sea was not proceeding smoothly.

Looking at the seemingly endless star sea filled with blood light before him, Fu Pinglan's gaze dimmed.

If not for the riot in the long river of space-time, which squeezed them all out of the space-time domain, he would have certainly died.

The desperate struggle just before caused Fu Pinglan's Life Origin to deplete massively, making him appear many years older in an instant; the youthful appearance now seems nearly thirty.

Beside him, Wan Wenfeng pondered for a moment before understanding what had just happened.

Clearly, Zheng Chu's attempt to kill Fu Pinglan was not an event supposed to occur in this space-time.

Fu Pinglan's life was not meant to end, hence the disturbance in the long river of space-time.

Thus, the massive change in Zheng Chu just now should not belong to this era but rather Zheng Chu borrowed the body of Incense Spirituality to act across space-time, intending to eliminate Fu Pinglan to erase what he would do later.

Looking at Fu Pinglan's right arm, severed at the root, Wan Wenfeng frowned:

"What happened to Zheng Chu?"

As an Ancestor Realm himself, in the previous battle, he found himself unable to intervene at all, merely a spectator, the disparity in strength was too great.

Whether it was Zheng Chu just now or Fu Pinglan wielding the Tao Tribulation Stick, to kill him would not be difficult.

The arm severed by space-time Dao Power cannot be regenerated using ordinary limb regrowth techniques.

Fu Pinglan's right hand has been eternally left in the past, along with the temporary disappearance of Heavenly Punishment, this journey has cost a portion of Martial Hall's elite forces.

Yet they haven't dealt with Zheng Chu, their troubles on this trip have increased greatly.

Before the words fell, a clear bell rang in his mind suddenly.

Buzz—

In that instant, this mournful bell rang in the minds of all Ancestor Realm living creatures in the Great Universe.

With the bell sound, the originally gathered Heavenly Fate in the Chaos Sea dispersed.

Has Zheng Chu fallen?!

Wan Wenfeng stood stunned for a moment, unable to react, just now Zheng Chu had nearly slain Fu Pinglan, and now in just an instant, he had fallen?!

He even didn't know how he died.

Listening to this mournful bell, Fu Pinglan's expression was devoid of sadness or joy; he raised his remaining left hand, touched his right shoulder, his eyes were dead:

"Nothing in the past has changed; we made this trip... in vain."

Despite Zheng Chu's death, the bell tolls, Heavenly Fate collapses, yet the memories in his mind of interacting with Zheng Chu remain clear, indicating Zheng Chu has indeed returned to the past.

On this journey... nothing was accomplished.

It wasn't that they killed Zheng Chu, but rather that he directly abandoned this Incense God's avatar.

"How could it be in vain?! The Heavenly Fate has clearly scattered!"

Looking at Fu Pinglan, who seemed somewhat disheveled, Wan Wenfeng frowned deeply and spoke in a low voice:

"At the very least, we acquired the Chaos Sea, Martial Hall can add an Ancestor Realm, which is helpful, and besides, Heavenly Punishment isn't dead yet. Once he escapes the Chaos Sea, my Martial Path still has a chance."

On saying this, he was somewhat puzzled:

"Zheng Chu sought aid from the future, we should have seen traces in the long river of space-time, but now there's no sign at all, why is that?"

The long river of space-time has only one tributary.

If living creatures from the downstream future want to traverse the space-time, they must travel upstream, and once they cross, they will absolutely pass through the battlefield where they were fighting Zheng Chu earlier; there is no way they wouldn't notice.

"The route the opponent took is above ours; if I'm not mistaken, Zheng Chu has already crossed the border."

Fu Pinglan took a deep breath, calming his emotions, his gaze sinking slightly:

"Zheng Chu turned against space-time, daring the backlash from the long river of space-time, sought to forcibly kill me, presumably trying to avoid certain things I will do in the future; I certainly still have another chance."

Wan Wenfeng's heart stirred slightly, and he couldn't help but think of Chu Zheng.

To say there's no connection between the two is impossible, and even so, Chu Zheng may actually be the real Zheng Chu.

At that moment, he hesitated, unsure if he should share this news with Fu Pinglan.

With Fu Pinglan's temperament, knowing this might lead him to directly rush into the Immortal Domain to kill Chu Zheng.

But if this action is truly taken, it will undoubtedly produce a strong chain reaction.

The Immortal Alliance won't sit idly by and may even intervene, leading to larger scale conflicts and possibly sparking a Dao War.

At present, with Heavenly Punishment unknown and Fu Pinglan needing time to recover from his injuries, actually going to war, Martial Hall may not be the match, and the Immortal Alliance has the Myriad Realms as allies, pulling on one string could move the entire network, which is very dangerous.

Thinking it over, Wan Wenfeng decided to temporarily suppress this thought, Chu Zheng's cultivation doesn't pose a threat for now, there should be enough time.

"What is the next step?"

Upon hearing Wan Wenfeng's inquiry, Fu Pinglan responded without hesitation, coldly speaking:

"Completely exterminate Zheng Chu's Divine Kingdom, kill all his followers! Eliminate the possibility of him reappearing through the body of Incense Spirituality."

Speaking to this point, Fu Pinglan took a deep breath, his gaze icy:

"If there's a next opportunity, I won't miss again."

If he had gone all out from the beginning, with a thunderous strike, directly crushing Zheng Chu's Incense God's avatar, perhaps wouldn't be so passive now, Heavenly Punishment might not have been trapped in space-time.

In the end, he hesitated, wanting to solve some doubts in his mind and ended up making a grave error.

...

...

In a corner of the Chaos Sea.

Chu Zheng transformed into an inconspicuous grey stone, curled up behind a meteor, looking at the terrifying battlefield around him, not daring to move an inch.

He could see everywhere living creatures who had crossed into the space-time domain battling each other; even a slight leak of his Qi could possibly be detected.

Suddenly, Chu Zheng felt a hint of change surrounding his body.

After careful sensing, he was stunned.

Since he embarked on the path of Qi Refining, the Tribulation Qi that had always enveloped him...

Completely disappeared.