Chapter 112 The Illusion of History

"Well, even Hongjun got himself killed!"

Zhao Si was speechless. She wanted to continue criticizing the game's design, but considering that this guy had never been quite normal, and the game's design was full of logical inconsistencies, mainly revolving around the idea of ​​"I slurped garlic!"

What can I say in this situation?

What can I say?

"However, it seems we've also uncovered quite a bit of unknown information this time..."

Composing himself, Zhao Si looked at the series of information segments and began to analyze them carefully:

First of all, although the three ancestors of the three races have not yet reached the level of Quasi-Saint, and are still at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal like Hongjun, they are actually stronger than Hongjun!

If we were to make an analogy, the three ancestors would be roughly equivalent to a great sorcerer like Hou Yi who has been accumulating experience for many years, while Hongjun would be equivalent to a novice Great Luo Immortal like Xuandu. Therefore, Zufeng could defeat at least three of them.

Hongjun's death by being burned to death by Zufeng was no unjust defeat...

Now, at the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage, the Three Ancestors can already easily defeat Hongjun. The further they go, the less likely they are to win. If they fall behind at the Great Luo stage, they will still fall behind at the Quasi-Saint stage. One step ahead means always being ahead.

Unless Hongjun unleashes his full potential, achieves a breakthrough in the Quasi-Saint stage, reaches the peak of Quasi-Saint ahead of time, or even attains sainthood, he will undoubtedly lose!

"Then the question is, how did Hongjun win the entire battle in the original timeline?!"

Zhao Si couldn't think of a way to break the deadlock no matter how hard he tried, but in the original story, Hongjun did win. The three ancestors died, while he defeated the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou and became the first saint in the history of the prehistoric world!

How did he do that?

Is it open?

And the Demon Ancestor Rahu... wait, where did Rahu go?

"What about the Demon Ancestor? If Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor who will kill him in the final battle, dies prematurely, wouldn't he just kill indiscriminately?"

Zhao Si seized the blind spot:

Rahu from the original storyline is gone!

Not only did Luo Hou disappear from the story, but even the two patriarchs, Qiankun and Yinyang, who were supposed to break the Zhuxian Formation together with Hongjun, also disappeared.

Could it be that none of them could defeat the Three Ancestors?

That shouldn't be the case. Once Rahu set up the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, the war between the three races was basically over. In fact, Rahu's strength was even more explosive than that of the three ancestors. If Hongjun hadn't invited two teammates to fight together, sacrificing two unlucky teammates as a price, they still wouldn't have been able to defeat him!

After much thought, Zhao Si could only attribute all these doubts to the butterfly effect:

"It must be because Hongjun died prematurely that some other factor changed, causing the Demon Ancestor and the others to fall behind the Three Ancestors in development. As a result, once the Three Ancestors became saints, they were completely unable to defeat them and ultimately disappeared from the story..."

Although it sounds a bit far-fetched, without complete information, Zhao Si could only guess like a blind man...

"There's one more thing."

Zhao Si squinted, carefully examining the descriptions in the historical information:

"Why didn't the Three Ancestors personally kill the protagonist and Hongjun from the beginning, instead of constantly sending their slave armies to fight a war where quality completely overwhelmed quantity?"

Trying to overwhelm a Taiyi or Daluo with slaves below the Xuanxian level?

That's a huge joke, because in the primordial world, quantity can never make up for the difference in quality!

The Third Patriarch would do something so idiotic unless...

"Unless... they're just throwing their lives away!"

It's obvious when you think about it: a slave army could never defeat a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and the war between the three races has always been nothing more than a bloodbath between slaves.

Have Zu Feng and the other two ever been on the battlefield?

No, they've only been talking big, constantly clamoring to smash the other side's face and wipe out all the cattle/snakes/wild birds on the other side.

But what truly determines the outcome of a war is themselves, yet they themselves do not personally instigate the slaughter...

It doesn't make sense to send insignificant underlings to fight while keeping the nuclear warheads at home.

Besides, what good would it do for me to win?

Back then, when the Supreme Heavenly Court's Emperor Jiang commanded an army of 800,000 to fight the Eastern Wilderness War with the Peaceful Heavenly Court, Jin Bing used all the people he could to raise, and only managed to gather 600,000.

Dijiang boasted: "800,000 against 600,000, the advantage is mine!"

And indeed, that was the case; the Supreme Heavenly Court's 800,000-strong allied army of witches and demons had been consistently overwhelming the Equal Heavenly Court.

But is this useful?

Once Jin Bing used the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl to annihilate fifty of Di Jiang's powerful witches on the Great Luo battlefield, wouldn't he immediately secure the victory?

More importantly, the reason why the Heavenly Court had to use an army in the war was essentially because of the existence of the Heavenly Dao's karma, which prevented high-level combatants from unleashing their full power.

But in these ancient times, before the Heavenly Dao had even been formed, the Ancestral Dragon could still randomly extract laws to refine innate spiritual treasures. So where did the Heavenly Dao's karma come from that restricts them from unleashing their unparalleled power?

What is the significance of the military?

"Therefore, the reason they keep sending slaves to their deaths must be because it's profitable..."

As for what those benefits are, that remains to be seen...

Is it possible to turn back time and choose a different path in life?

"yes!"

Time has turned back...

Faced with Hongjun Daoist's tempting invitation to join his group, you choose: (?)

[A: Agreed, I've been annoyed with those three old guys for a long time! B: No way, Bird knows his place!]

Choose B!

Since agreeing to join would lead to Hongjun's defeat, they might as well refuse to join and see how the Hongjun of the original history would win this seemingly impossible situation without the influence of the protagonist Jiao Ming.

Moreover, Zhao Si was eager to know if Hongjun had won the entire match according to history, would his simulation be considered a success?

Or rather, what kind of ending does this strange simulation want to achieve for itself?

Save the three races of Old Deng?

Even though the three patriarchs had all become saints, they didn't manage to predict his victory.

Since the Three Ancestors becoming saints is not the ending the game wants, then is it Hongjun who becomes saints?

But isn't this part of the original plot...?

The more Zhao Si thought about it, the more confused she became, so she had no choice but to continue reading:

[You chose option B, refusing. Birdie knows his place!]

Having learned your lesson from the previous failure, you've decided to ignore this old man Hongjun's ridiculous suggestion and resolutely refused to join the group.

Although Hongjun was disappointed by your rejection, he didn't say anything. He had never expected you to agree to his unrealistic fantasy. After a polite farewell, he turned and left the Phoenix Clan camp...

[And you, on the other hand, continue to live a carefree life within the Phoenix Clan. Whenever there's a war, you deliberately hold back, minimizing the deaths of Dragon and Qilin slaves while ensuring that too many of your own Phoenix Clan slaves are killed.]

[You dare not openly disobey Zu Feng's orders, so you can only alleviate the psychological trauma caused by killing in this way.]

[At the same time, you're also curious about what choice Hongjun will make. Without the stimulation of your joining him, will Hongjun still embark on the path of resisting the war between the three races?]

You decide to wait quietly...

……

In the eternal wilderness, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

An old Taoist priest in purple robes, with a detached expression and vacant eyes, sat listlessly on a futon. Ever since he broke the Demon Ancestor's Immortal Slaughtering Formation and declared himself a saint, he had never gotten up.

Whether it's preaching and accepting disciples, or distributing treasures and merging with the Way, it has always been this way, and perhaps it will continue to be this way in the future.

After all, that little dragon was adept at governing the world. Under his constant embellishment, the prehistoric world had achieved the most bizarre and impossible eternal prosperity, and there would never be any major event that would require Him to stand up and solve it...

Then, in the next instant, He stood up from the futon!

His previously empty gaze was instantly filled with a long-lost humanity.

He was wondering:

What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel a little uneasy?

So he stepped out of the eternally unchanging Purple Cloud Palace, looked towards the void of chaos, and then frowned:

Chaos is "nothingness," and something like it, which is "existence," is naturally impossible to observe.

But the other party is not "nothing".

Of course, it's not that "there is".

It seems to exist in a wondrous state between "existence" and "non-existence":

It should have existed, but its existence seems to have been denied by something, so it was forced to be in this magical state for a short time.

This wondrous state was naturally observed by Hongjun:

There seemed to be a phantom of a primordial world, and within that phantom were three familiar yet unfamiliar phantoms of beings.

The other party seemed to be observing him as well...

But soon, that wondrous illusion, existing between "existence" and "non-existence," vanished completely into "non-existence" and could no longer be observed.

"Is it...them?"

Hongjun murmured, his thoughts seemingly returning to those ancient times.

Then, with a final sigh, he returned to the Purple Cloud Palace.

He was far from grasping the wondrous transformation between "existence" and "non-existence," so naturally he couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried.

"If you can't truly create something from nothing, then it's all just nothingness..."

……

(End of this chapter)

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