Supreme Zombie King, I have been sealed away for eight hundred years.

Lin Yi looked at Ma Ling'er.

"Let's go, Ma Ling'er. I'll take you to see His Majesty." Lin Yi said, pulling Ma Ling'er away.

Ma Ling'er frowned slightly; Lin Yi was moving too fast.

Inside the Qin King's palace.

Ma Ling'er also met the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, have you really become a zombie?" Ma Ling'er asked, looking at the First Emperor.

Ma Ling'er also wanted to confirm.

"Ma Ling'er, I have indeed become a zombie. But a zombie like me can eat and drink, without needing to suck blood." The First Emperor said, revealing his zombie fangs.

"Red-eyed zombie. You're actually red-eyed!" Ma Ling'er was quite surprised.

Red-eyed zombies are zombie kings.

"Don't red-eyed zombies need to drink blood?" Ma Ling'er continued to ask.

Ma Ling'er's gaze was fixed on Lin Yi.

“Indeed. Moreover, Ma Ling’er, you may not be able to subdue the First Emperor.” Lin Yi said, looking at Ma Ling’er.

Ma Ling'er's eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

“Even if I can’t subdue him, I, Ma Ling’er, will find a way to do so. Of course, unless Your Majesty doesn’t harm people!” Ma Ling’er said, looking at the First Emperor.

"I have already made up my mind. As the Holy Ancestor said, I will pass the throne to Huhai," said Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng.

Ma Ling'er looked at the First Emperor.

"Lin Yi, are you sure this is the original historical trajectory?" Ma Ling'er asked with burning eyes.

Lin Yi looked at Ma Ling'er.

"Ma Ling'er, would you like to go and see the future, 04?" Lin Yi asked Ma Ling'er.

Ma Ling'er was very surprised and taken aback.

"You mean, it can take me to the future, to 04?" Ma Ling'er stared intently.

Did the other party really travel through time?

Is everything the other party said true?

"Although it's difficult and might damage your primordial spirit during the time travel, it's possible if you're willing," Lin Yi said.

"Well, I, Ma Ling'er, will not go to the future with you!" Ma Ling'er said after hesitating.

Lin Yi looked at Ma Ling'er but didn't say anything more.

Lin Yi's gaze fell upon the First Emperor, Ying Zheng.

"Old Qin, don't be too ambitious, otherwise, even I, Lin Yi, will not tolerate you," Lin Yi said to the First Emperor.

The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, was greatly shaken.

Lin Yi glanced at Ma Ling'er and continued, "Ma Ling'er, it's your turn to spend time with Lao Qin now. I should be going too."

"Do you want to go back to the future?" Ma Ling'er asked hurriedly.

Ma Ling'er felt that what the other party said was true.

“…Ma Ling’er, I really wish you could appear in the future. I’m leaving.” Lin Yi said, his entire primordial spirit passing through the time tunnel.

In the main hall of the Qin King's palace, Xiang Yu slowly opened his eyes.

"You're not Lin Yi?" Ma Ling'er asked, looking at him.

Ma Ling'er noticed that Lin Yi's so-called puppet zombie clone's gaze had changed.

Time seemed to have been accelerated...

Hong Kong Island in 04.

The bar in the Dead End Building.

“Xiaoling, spacetime has completely stabilized. It seems that it’s because Lin Yi killed Jiang Wuxie.” Mao You said, looking at Xiaoling.

"Yes, I never expected that Lin Yi would appear in the Qin Dynasty, and that so many things happened in the Qin Dynasty, yet history was not affected in the slightest," Ma Xiaoling exclaimed.

Ma Xiaoling's memories resurfaced.

Her ancestor, Ma Ling'er, told her about the Qin Dynasty during the Nuwa's cataclysmic destruction.

It was during the time of Nuwa's cataclysmic destruction that the spirit of Ma Ling'er, Ma Xiaoling's ancestor in her previous life, took control of her body.

It was at that time that her ancestor, Ma Ling'er, let go of her hatred and lifted the curse on the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan.

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"I really don't know if He Youtian, the Hermit of Destiny, will continue to choose to restart the history after the Qin Dynasty?" Mao You continued.

Kuang Guohua was deep in thought.

"Perhaps not. Master Tianming has already lost," Kuang Guohua said.

Rooftops in Hong Kong Island.

The eyes of He Youtian, the Hermit of Destiny, are piercing.

"That Lin Yi guy actually met with Jiang Chen and the two of them got along peacefully! That Jiang Chen guy even took Lan Dali away and declared war on the heavens, warning the Heavenly Book of Fate! Jiang Chen, you just wait and see, Master Tianming." Master Tianming He Youtian's eyes were burning.

There's no way to rewrite the history of the Qin Dynasty.

Everything will unfold according to the natural order of things. History will not change much.

Because what is destined will always remain destined.

Spacetime can also be repaired.

However, the fate of the First Emperor, which Lin Yi rewrote, could not be changed by destiny.

After all, the First Emperor had already become a bloodline descendant of Lin Yi!

at the same time.

Riley's image appeared in a bar in Hong Kong Island.

Chapter 472 The Celestial Hermit's Terror, Fate Returns!

"Riley, you're finally back." Shiya was very happy to see Riley.

“Shiya, in my extra memories, the Holy Ancestor Lin Yi rewrote my fate of being turned into a zombie by Xu Fu. Now, I have become a bloodline descendant in a red-eyed state,” Riley said, looking at Shiya.

Riley was quite happy.

His bloodline potential is now even stronger.

He wouldn't be at a disadvantage even if he faced Xu Fu now.

He now has the strength to protect Shiya.

"By the way, Riley, what did the Holy Ancestor do in the Qin Dynasty?" Shiya asked, looking at him.

Riley recounted his memories of the Qin Dynasty to Shiya.

Shiya was quite surprised after hearing this.

"You said Meng Tian might also become a zombie. Meng Tian might appear in the present," Shi Ya said.

In Riley's memory, it was Ma Ling'er who told the First Emperor at the time.

Riley still doesn't understand why, since there were changes during the Qin Dynasty, history continued to develop as usual without any alterations.

In fact, this is history correcting itself...

And the fate of all living beings is also predetermined.

Unless the spirit of the Heavenly Book wants to rewrite it.

But the hermit of destiny failed. Even rewriting it was to no avail.

If the hermit of destiny wants to completely rewrite history, he must rewrite the fate of those who can determine major turning points in history.

But even if he did that, Lin Yi would still stop him.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Hermit of Destiny to waste his efforts!

"Heavenly Mandate Hermit, you have failed!" Wanyan Bupo's figure appeared beside the Heavenly Mandate Hermit.

Tianming Jushi turned around and stared intently at Wanyan Bupo.

"Wanyan Bupo, I didn't expect you to come back to see me. That Lin Yi fellow is truly unpredictable." Tianming Jushi stared at Wanyan Bupo and said.

Wanyan Bupo looked at the Hermit of Destiny.

"I have a question for you. Why are you trying to rewrite history after the Qin Dynasty?" Wanyan Bupo asked, staring at him.

Wanyan Bupo did not understand the thoughts of the Hermit of Destiny.

Wanyan Bupo also wanted to know whether the Hermit of Destiny was He Youqiu or not.

"After restarting history, I will be the master. I will know everything and be able to orchestrate events. And you will all have a new life. Isn't what I'm doing good?" The Hermit of Destiny said with great arrogance.

The Hermit of Destiny also has considerable ambitions.

"It's that simple. Looks like you're nothing special after all," Wanyan Bupo sneered.

Is that all?

"Wanyan Bupo, what do you mean?" Tianming Jushi stared at Wanyan Bupo and asked.

"Do you think the Pangu Clan wouldn't know everything? Do you think Lin Yi would forget? Do you think Lin Yi would make Ma Xiaoling forget?" Wanyan Bupo asked three questions in a row.

"The Pangu Clan will naturally not forget. The Buddhas of the Buddhist realm will not forget either. Lin Yi will not forget either. But Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Guohua will forget, and they will have new life stories under my arrangement. At that time, I will also get to know Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Guohua in advance and establish trust with them." The Hermit of Destiny said with a burning gaze.

"Master of Destiny, is it the spirit of the Heavenly Book that is controlling you, wanting you to restart history and start everything anew? Is the spirit of the Heavenly Book still thinking of continuing the game with the Pangu Clan?" Wanyan Bupo asked, staring intently.

Wanyan Bupo would not think that such a simple goal was acceptable.

The hermit of destiny was absolutely not in control of his own destiny.