The mastermind behind the scenes starting with the calamity of all races

If the changes are too drastic, no one can predict what kind of upheavals will occur in the future. Perhaps the Earth Gate and the Heaven Gate will merge ahead of schedule and devour everything within the two gates. At that time, Demon Flame's strength may be stronger than in the original story, while Yun Jie has not yet reached his peak.

At that time, no one will be able to stop the Demon Flame.

The reason why Demon Flame hasn't done that is because everything in the myriad realms is under his control. He is confident that the situation will not get out of control, so it doesn't matter whether he swallows everything in the sect sooner or later, and he is not in a hurry at all.

It has a bit of a cat-and-mouse dynamic.

Of course, what Yun Jie said was only one possible scenario after the plot was changed. There are countless possibilities in the future, perhaps better, perhaps worse. Since that's the case, why should Yun Jie deliberately change it?

The safest approach is to watch the original story unfold scene by scene.

His current assistance to Su Yu is simply a case of "small things can be changed, but big things cannot be reversed."

Some minor changes can be made easily and won't have a significant impact on the future. Given the inertia of history, as long as you don't forcibly alter the overall trend, the final outcome will inevitably resemble the original historical pattern.

Yes, they are similar, but it's impossible for them to be exactly the same.

For example, Su Yu is still in Tian Duan Valley, but his strength has changed, and his identity has been exposed ahead of time.

At the same time, just like in the original story, he went to Tianmie City, but this time he was not pursued by Modona, but by the Nightshade Clan.

All of this was influenced by Yun Jie.

The wheel of history is moving in similar yet different directions.

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The protagonist you've all been waiting for has finally shown his power!

Thirty-six supreme powers, ga ga ga...

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Chapter 267 The Unlucky Guy He Tu [Please Subscribe!]

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Anping calendar year 351.

6 month 9 day.

An ordinary, unremarkable day.

This was the seventh day since Su Yu arrived at the Battlefield of All Heavens.

On this very day, Yun Jie gently manipulated the chess pieces on the board, thus waking Xia Chen from the Dead River ahead of schedule.

In the River of the Dead, Xia Chen gradually regained consciousness. His cold tone was tinged with doubt as he muttered to himself, "Who am I? Where am I?"

Then he recalled the scene that had appeared in his mind: "I am Xia Chen of the human race. I am dead. This is the realm of the dead."

He stammered, "So I'm already dead. But why did I die?"

At this moment, Xia Chen had recovered some of his memories, but not completely; his memories were fragmented.

He only remembers that he was born into the human race, named Xia Chen, and that he was the guardian of the Wen Tombstone and the dean of the Academy of Civilization. He can't remember anything else, no matter how hard he tries.

But he quickly gave up, his necromantic instincts suppressing him: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, it doesn't matter..."

In fact, as time goes by, his memories will gradually recover, but not much. He will recall bits and pieces from time to time. Without external interference, it would probably take millions of years to fully recover.

at the same time.

Xia Chen's awakening caused considerable fluctuations in the Dead Spirit River, which were noticed by He Tu, who was not far away.

He flew quickly toward Xia Chen: "I didn't expect another undead to resurrect, and it just so happens to be nearby. Isn't this just a subordinate delivered to my doorstep?"

after awhile.

Seeing Xia Chen, whose body was still half-submerged in the Dead Spirit River and whose aura had been concealed, He Tu arrogantly said, "Hey you, you've been recruited by me. From now on, you're my subordinate. Do you hear me?"

Having regained some of his memories, Xia Chen wasn't as dazed as he was when he first revived in the original story. He glanced at He Tu and asked, "Who are you?"

"I?"

He Tu was surprised that Xia Chen would ask questions. Wasn't it said that newly revived undead were all stupid?

"Yes."

Alright, now Hetu has confirmed it; he's the one being asked.

Then he arrogantly declared again, "Listen up, my name is Hetu, a descendant of the ancient King Gong, the first tide..."

"Oh, I remember now, you're Hetu, that unlucky guy from the First Tide. I never thought I'd run into you in the Netherworld."

Before He Tu could finish his boasting, Xia Chen suddenly remembered something about He Tu, so he answered before He Tu could finish speaking.

"You're calling me an unlucky guy?!"

He Tu looked on in disbelief. Was this undead spirit insulting him?

Immediately afterwards, Hetu began to tremble all over, out of anger.

But then Hetu froze.

and many more!

He knows me!?

How could he know me? I've been dead for almost 100,000 years, who is this damned undead?

Faced with Hetu's question, Xia Chen said blankly, "Right? That's what everyone says. They say that Hetu brought about his own demise during the First Tide, which also caused the First Tide to end prematurely and led to the defeat of the human race."

Then Xia Chen looked at He Tu and said, "If you are He Tu, don't you know that yourself?"

"Aaaaaah! You bastard!"

Driven by rage, Hetu's necromantic consciousness took over. He no longer cared who the person in front of him was; he only wanted to destroy him.

"Go to hell!"

He Tu was furious and struck out with his palm.

call out!

boom!

Xia Chen easily dodged the attack, and He Tu's attack landed on the Dead Spirit River, instantly creating a huge wave, but it quickly subsided. The water droplets in the Dead Spirit River were as heavy as a thousand pounds, so they fell very quickly.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

He Tu was now filled with murderous intent. He kept striking Xia Chen with his palms, but Xia Chen dodged them all.

The enraged Hetu fought without any strategy, attacking haphazardly like a street brawl, beating around wildly.

Xia Chen was a little annoyed. What was wrong with this guy?

He shouldn't have said anything wrong.

Or is it that this person doesn't like to hear the truth?

Xia Chen was also getting angry after being attacked by He Tu so many times. He shouted, "Stop! Or I'll fight back!"

Xia Chen was only being so polite because He Tu was a human in his previous life; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so kind.

He Tu roared angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

Xia Chen was speechless. Forget it, he wouldn't listen to anything now, he'd just beat him up first.

Moreover, Xia Chen felt his power had inexplicably surged. He shouldn't have been this strong when he was alive, right?

It's a good opportunity to practice with the Hetu diagram.

Xia Chen then switched from dodging to attacking.

He Tu struck Xia Chen with a palm, but Xia Chen neither dodged nor avoided it. His death aura erupted instantly, and he clashed head-on with He Tu's palm.

boom!

The next second, Hetu was sent flying backward at an extremely fast speed, like a bolt of lightning.

Bang bang bang!

Hetu slammed heavily onto the ground, and with the force of its impact and inertia, it dragged across the ground for tens of thousands of meters, creating a huge trench in the earth.

Xia Chen let out a soft exclamation, realizing he had indeed become much stronger. He hadn't even used his full strength when he struck He Tu with his palm, yet He Tu, a seventh-level Eternal cultivator, was easily sent flying.

Xia Chen stared blankly at his palms, wondering what was going on.

After a person dies, they become a spirit, and their strength should decrease. Why has it increased instead of decreased?

Could it be that I am actually the illegitimate son of the master of the Necromancer's River?

No, no, no, that can't be it!

Xia Chen quickly denied his guess.

While Xia Chen was still in a daze, He Tu had already gotten up from the ground.

He was still a little dazed, but he had also become more clear-headed. After being slapped, he was no longer so angry.

This isn't right. This damned necromancer has only just been revived, how could he be so strong!

Could he have been some important figure in his lifetime?

That doesn't make sense. If a great figure were to resurrect, the commotion would be immense, but the commotion caused by Xia Chen's resurrection just now clearly doesn't match that. Otherwise, there shouldn't be only him here now.

Of course, Hetu ignored those unconscious undead spirits below the Sun and Moon Realm.

These kinds of undead are almost everywhere in the entire undead realm, but they live in a daze all day long, driven only by instinct, so Hetu simply ignores their existence.

Having regained some composure, He Tu stood far away, not daring to approach Xia Chen again, feeling quite wary. However, he didn't run away; he planned to observe the situation further, and if things got really bad, he would run back to the Primordial Turtle.

Although the Primordial Turtle suppressed him every day, it was indeed safe for him to stay there. Every time the Eastern Heavenly King tried to take him to the Eastern King's Palace, the old turtle stopped him each time.

For Hetu, the place where the Primordial Turtle resides is the safest.

Having made up his mind, He Tu felt a little more at ease. He shouted at He Tu from afar, "Who exactly are you?"

Without a second thought, Xia Chen replied, "I am Xia Chen, Xia Chen of the human race!"

Even in death, Xia Chen did not forget his identity. Therefore, after saying his name, he deliberately emphasized that he was Xia Chen of the human race.