Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 35 Luck? It's nothing more than the Heavenly Dao manipulating all living beings!

At this moment, accompanied by Gonggong's fury, and carrying a raging flood, it was about to head towards Buzhou Mountain!

Zhu Rong gloated over the misfortune.

The rest of the people were filled with worry.

Dijiang's face darkened!

"Get back here!" he roared, his entire being radiating an overbearing aura.

Feeling the cold gaze behind him, Gonggong suddenly shivered and then scurried back.

"Heh, you stupid dog, you're scared already?" Zhu Rong mocked.

Gonggong roared in fury: "Afraid? Why would I be afraid?"

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Di Jiang gave them a cold glance, and his undisguised, icy killing intent fell on them!

The voice was as cold as the depths of hell, chilling to the bone...

"If either of you utters another word, don't blame me for being ruthless as the eldest brother!"

Gonggong and Zhurong shuddered again, and this time, they dared not utter a word.

"Truly brave!" Nuwa and Fuxi looked at Gonggong and Zhurong as if they were examining some amazing creatures!

Are these two really brainless?

Zhu Rong, in particular, is the most brainless.

Gonggong, though he retained a sliver of rationality, was also a hot-blooded individual, judging from his furious ramming of Buzhou Mountain!

That's like being a complete idiot!

Did it collide with Mount Buzhou?

What were you thinking?

Breaking it is actually quite simple; any person with great supernatural powers could even uproot Mount Buzhou and use it as a weapon!

But who would dare?

That thing is the pillar supporting the sky; without Mount Buzhou, the entire primordial world might collapse.

This cause and effect is beyond the comprehension of Heaven!

If Mount Buzhou breaks and the pillar supporting the sky is gone, wouldn't the sky have a huge hole in it?

If the sky is leaking, someone has to fix it...

This sky-mending... um...

Nuwa paused, tilted her head, and stared blankly at Jiang Sheng.

Fuxi also raised his eyebrows, frequently glancing at Gonggong and Jiang Sheng...

He felt that everything was connected!

Gonggong struck Buzhou Mountain, creating a huge hole in the sky. Then, Fenglixi went to mend the sky, bringing blessings to the ancient world. She was later known as Nuwa!

Goodness...

Fuxi thought to himself, "Wow!"

He suddenly had a realization.

Of course, Nuwa patching up the sky is not the most crucial story.

The current topic is why the Witch Clan was defeated!

Why did the Wu tribe lose?

Well, with Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, those two big fools, how could the Wu tribe not be defeated?

At this moment, Dijiang asked in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you said that my Wu Clan's failure was due to Zhurong and Gonggong? Could it be that Gonggong rammed Buzhou Mountain, causing my Wu Clan's fortune to decline and preventing us from becoming the protagonists of heaven and earth?"

Yes, that's possible!

Nuwa and Fuxi pondered the matter, realizing that the cause and effect of breaking Buzhou Mountain was immense.

Even if Gonggong were to die and his spirit were to dissipate, it would not be able to avert this karmic consequence.

It has to fall on all the members of the tribe.

One person is convicted, and the whole family suffers!

What?

You say it's unfair?

Then go and talk to Heaven!

See if Heaven is fair to you.

Nuwa and Fuxi agreed wholeheartedly, believing that this was indeed the truth!

Even Zhu Jiuyin remained silent, nodding slightly. He felt the same way!

However, Jiang Sheng laughed: "Luck? Laughable! Your Wu Clan has absolutely no luck!"

"Huh?" Everyone froze, looking at Jiang Sheng with blank expressions.

What the hell?

Lack of luck?

"Heh heh, my Wu clan is the true descendant of Pangu! My Wu clan has no fortune? You say my Wu clan has no fortune? Laughable, you actually say my Wu clan has no fortune?" Zhu Rong sneered repeatedly.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound rang out, a burst of spatial power erupted, ripples appeared in the void, and a rift appeared in space, from which a terrifying suction force emerged...

The turbulent currents within the spatial rift were faintly visible!

Those present were terrified, and Zhu Rong's expression changed drastically; he instinctively wanted to run away!

However, the next second...

Dijiang slapped Zhurong hard, sending him flying into the spatial turbulence!

"Big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Feeling the spatial turbulence around him tearing at his body, Zhu Rong was terrified and begged for mercy desperately!

However, it didn't work!

"Buzz!" The space quickly closed up, and in the blink of an eye, it was calm again, as if nothing had happened...

"Ha, they're courting death! They dare challenge their elder brother's authority? They're really tired of living!" Gonggong looked at where Zhurong had been standing, his face full of mockery and schadenfreude!

But next second...

"Crack!" A sound of space shattering followed behind Gonggong.

Gonggong's expression changed: "Brother, I..."

"You think I'm just talking nonsense? Go inside and keep him company!" Dijiang sneered and slapped Gonggong into the spatial rift.

Once the space calmed down again, the world finally quieted down!

"Anyone else want to interrupt? Step forward now, or I'll make a move!" Dijiang surveyed the entire scene with an air of dominance, and the other Ancestral Witches fell silent in fear.

Fortunately, there were only two such oddities in the entire Wu tribe, Gonggong and Zhurong.

The rest, even if they're not the brightest, are at least above average and know what to say and what not to say.

"Please continue, fellow Daoist!" Seeing that no one was speaking, Di Jiang bowed to Jiang Sheng with a sincere expression.

"Fellow Daoist, you are truly amazing! You have probably mastered the Dao of Space to perfection!" Jiang Sheng complimented with a smile.

"It's all thanks to the legacy of Father Pangu; without Father Pangu, we wouldn't possess such innate supernatural powers!"

Di Jiang smiled, then asked again, "Fellow Daoist, what does it mean that my Wu Clan has no fortune? Please enlighten me!"

"What do you think fortune is? Fortune is a manifestation of the Way of Heaven, nothing more than a means by which the Way of Heaven manipulates all living beings!"

Jiang Sheng analyzed point by point, every word a gem: "Furthermore, the concept of 'luck' is a later one. In ancient times, who talked about luck? In an era when the Heavenly Dao was not manifest, all beings were on the same starting line. Whether one could win or not depended entirely on talent and forging a bloody path through their own efforts! Take the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, for example! The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin were once just one of the myriad races. Their ability to dominate the primordial world was due to their own strength, not the blessing of luck!"

Is that so?

A thoughtful look appeared in everyone's eyes.

The Way of Heaven is not revealed!?

Luck is waning!?

"That may be true, but in the not-too-distant future, before my Wu clan has fallen into decline, the Heavenly Dao will still emerge! Luck may not be the main reason, but it is a secondary one!" Zhu Jiuyin said.

"That makes sense!"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "While luck is a tool used by Heaven to manipulate all living beings, it can be quite useful sometimes! Luck can be seen as having a cheat code! When you and your opponent both have cheat codes, you can fight for real! But if your cheat code is blocked, while your opponent still has it, then things will be tough!"

Cheating?

title?

Everyone blinked; although they didn't quite understand, they still grasped the meaning by considering the context.

The crowd pondered, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"and……"

Jiang Sheng laughed, "Without treasures to suppress their fortune, it will dissipate over time. To put it bluntly, it's just a trial period for a powerful clan! Once the fortune expires, needless to say, it will lead to the extinction of the clan!"

"A treasure?" Upon hearing this, the eyes of the ancestral witches lit up.

Doesn't that mean that if there were a treasure to suppress their fortune, their witch clan might not have perished?

Di Jiang pondered for a moment, then hurriedly asked, "May I ask, fellow Daoist, what kind of treasure is this? What kind of treasure can suppress destiny?"

"Forget about treasures. The only things that can suppress the fortune of a clan or a religion are either innate spiritual treasures or innate supreme treasures! And your witch clan doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit or understand destiny. Even if we gave you innate spiritual treasures, you wouldn't be able to use them!" Jiang Sheng spread his hands.

The ancestral witches looked somber.

"Since this fellow Daoist says... it was because Brother Gonggong struck Buzhou Mountain that our Wu Clan was destroyed, can it be understood that as long as we prevent Brother Gonggong from striking Buzhou Mountain, our Wu Clan can avoid defeat?" At this moment, a gentle female voice softly sounded.

Jiang Sheng turned his head and saw that it was Houtu.

"Tsk, if that's what you say, then so be it! Gonggong's angry collision with Buzhou Mountain was indeed one of the reasons for the downfall of the Wu tribe!"

Jiang Sheng nodded as he spoke.

Before the Ancestral Witches could rejoice, Jiang Sheng continued, "However, this is not something you can stop just because you want to! When the Great Calamity arises, the Heavenly Dao is in chaos, and cause and effect are disordered! Immeasurable calamity energy shrouds the primordial world, and this calamity energy enters the brain, forcibly diminishing intelligence!"

Okay...

And they're forcibly lowering my intelligence?

When his intelligence wasn't lowered, Gonggong was already a complete idiot. If his intelligence were forcibly lowered again, well...

Gonggong is capable of anything!

No wonder the Gonghui people rammed Buzhou Mountain.

"Originally, you twelve Ancestral Witches still had a chance to compete for the opportunity to become the overlords of heaven and earth and the protagonists of the era! As long as you are strong enough, you can forcibly rewrite everything before history becomes a fact, break all laws with one force, and even the strongest luck can be crushed! Rewrite history, set the cause and effect, and the Witch Clan will be the protagonists of this world! It's just a pity that you are missing Gonggong. Without Gonggong, this Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is incomplete. How can you fight against the equally powerful demon race?" Jiang Sheng spoke again.

The ancestral witches frowned.

"Besides, even if Gonggong hadn't died and hadn't crashed into Buzhou Mountain, you still wouldn't have been able to dominate the prehistoric world and become the protagonists of the era!" Jiang Sheng said again.

"Hmm?" The ancestral witches were surprised.

"Why?" Dijiang couldn't help but ask.

"Because you guys are too strong!"

Jiang Sheng exhaled: "The Heavenly Dao will not allow such a powerful race to control the primordial world!"

silence!

At this moment, the ancestral witches fell silent once again.

It's so black, it's fucking black!

"Then, what if we weaken ourselves a little?" Houtu asked softly.

"Then they'll die even more tragically! Before you even grow up, you'll be wiped out by the demon race, becoming a stepping stone for them!" Jiang Sheng said with a sneer.

Well, I'm speechless!

The weak do not deserve to be the protagonist!

Even the strong cannot become the protagonist?

So, all those chaotic ancient times, the struggle for supremacy in the primordial world, in the end, it was all for naught?

Are their ancestral witches destined to perish, destined to be neither the protagonists of this era nor the overlords of heaven and earth?

Why?

Dijiang was unwilling to accept this: "We are clearly the true descendants of Pangu, formed from the essence and blood of our father god Pangu. This primordial world is also formed from our father god Pangu. Why does Heaven distrust us? Shouldn't we be the darlings of Heaven and Earth?"

"ha……"

Jiang Sheng laughed: "Don't be ridiculous. You yourself said that this primordial world was also transformed by Pangu. So how many of the beings in this primordial world aren't direct descendants of Pangu? You still want to be the darlings of heaven and earth? Unless you are Pangu's only son, why would heaven and earth favor your Wu clan?"

"this……"

The ancestral witches were speechless for a moment.

"In the vast expanse of time and the boundless wilderness, is there truly no place for my Wu tribe?"

A hint of sorrow welled up in Dijiang's eyes: "Is it possible that my Wu tribe is truly beyond cure?"

The other Ancestral Witches remained silent, and even Zhu Jiuyin sighed, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.

Jiang Sheng stroked his chin and suddenly laughed, "Well, it's not like there's no way..."

"Whoosh!"

Before Jiang Sheng could finish speaking, all the Ancestral Witches turned to look at him with exceptionally fervent eyes!

(End of this chapter)