The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 91 carries history, joys and sorrows, and hope!

In the vast ocean, warships cleave through the waves, shattering all obstacles in their path.

Those towering waves, each surge and undulation, were essentially the countless worlds within the primordial wilderness, their spatial shifts brought about by the changing positions of each world as time progressed, coalescing into an invincible force, aimlessly surging in the void, threatening to drown those who tried to cross over.

Despite the arising and ceasing of the void, the rise and fall of the heavens, and the unleashing of terrifying power, the flying boat remained calm and unmoved, steadily advancing towards its destination.

"Although it wasn't the Great Shaman who personally used his divine powers to transport us through time and space, arriving in Kunlun in an instant... at the speed of this immortal ship inscribed with a trace of the Great Luo Dao, it will take at most thirty years to reach our destination."

After calming down from the joy of escaping from the den of dragons and tigers, Feng Xi began to think about other things.

As a seasoned driver who had served as a charioteer for the Ancestral Witches, he was familiar with the general map of the prehistoric world. Now, with an innate spiritual treasure in hand, he could easily determine the approximate route.

Thirty years!

In at most thirty years, he will be able to go to Kunlun Mountain to carry out his work, and truly get up close and personal with some famous figures in the prehistoric world, and even receive their teachings... After all, he is an exchange student, and he represents the behemoth Wu Clan. Putting aside everything else, the treatment of his teachers will not be bad.

Thirty years... it's gone in the blink of an eye.

Thirty years is really nothing in the grand scheme of things.

If immortals and gods were to go into seclusion, it would take at least a thousand or eight hundred years; otherwise, they would dare to call it seclusion.

Let alone seclusion, even a game of chess that doesn't last a hundred years before a winner is decided will be considered a terrible chess player.

Watching the game of chess at Rotten Axe Handle... Through a hundred years of rise and fall, let's laugh and watch the game at Rotten Axe Handle continue unfinished!

However, just as Feng Xi was about to go to her assigned room to rest, a gentle and soft female voice rang out, echoing in the ears of every little witch present.

That was the intelligent core of the fairy boat, reminding the passengers on board.

"Please note... Warship No. 1119-10085 will activate the Cosmic Light Dao Pattern and merge with the River of Time... Countdown begins—10, 9, 8..."

As the countdown ended, the immortal ship trembled violently, releasing a dazzling light that pierced through the void and entered the River of Time!

Fragments of time swirled and danced around the warship, a sight so dreamlike and incredible!

Feng Xi silently held her jaw, which had almost dislocated.

He's a knowledgeable shaman; he's seen it all.

Having seen so many cheat codes that can transport people through time and space at the Great Sage Fuxi's place, what's so strange about seeing a warship like this now?

Normal! Normal!

"Normal my foot..."

Feng Xi sighed softly in her heart.

"The Great Sage Fuxi must have fished for countless years to collect such a small amount... Judging by the serial numbers, the clan's warships number in the hundreds of millions!"

"The Ancestral Witches and Great Witches... they're all incredibly wealthy!"

"But can they manage to bring all these warships to their destination?"

"That probably won't work... But I guess one day, I'll be able to help the adults and successfully become a captain?"

Ah... how beautiful the curves of this ship's hull are! How dazzling its shimmering deck is!

The most crucial thing is... its power!

"Regardless of its firepower, just the sight of this warship ramming into us, without needing to use Pangu's Dharma Body and the Nine Axes of Creation, even if a hundred of me were stacked on top of each other, we'd all be reduced to a pixelated mess..."

There was a little bit of glistening on Feng Xi's lips.

Such a luxurious warship undoubtedly made him envious and eager.

"If we had a ship like that, we wouldn't mind having guaranteed supplies from now on..."

He watched as the warship sailed into the river of time, transcending the temporal sequence to achieve a qualitative leap in speed, compressing the time to reach its destination from thirty years to perhaps only a few days, and reached out his claws to touch it again and again.

It wasn't until a moment when the warship seemed to have collided with something in the river of time, emitting a terrifying roar, that Feng Xi's attention was diverted.

"boom!"

At the bow, the waves of time splashed, accompanied by a faint hint of blood.

Feng Xi leaned out halfway and looked out, and saw an enormous, Kun-shaped creature howling as it fled into the distance in the long river.

Most of its body was shattered, and endless blood flowed, rippling with the ripples of time... Even a single drop of blood possessed astonishing pressure, enough to make Feng Xi feel as if facing a formidable enemy.

However, even such a powerful being suffered a terrible calamity... On its remaining remains, there was a terrifying aura—the culprit was none other than the immortal ship beneath Feng Xi's feet!

Clearly, this was a car accident—no, a shipwreck—caused by the Wu tribe's warship.

It nearly killed a terrifying creature on the spot, but the immortal ship only swayed slightly before continuing to move forward steadily as if nothing had happened.

Only the ship's hull, stained with bloodstains and exuding an oppressive aura, stirred the nearby River of Time, where countless strange movements seemed to occur.

Feng Xi opened his Heavenly Eye and saw all sorts of strange creatures, species that had lived through the ages, and they began to frantically flee from the Immortal Ship.

He was already surprised to see Kun before, but he could still barely accept it.

Seeing the endless life and abundant species at this moment, I felt that my worldview had been completely refreshed.

"The River of Time...is it this lively?" Feng Xi exclaimed in disbelief.

"Why not?" A deep, mellow voice rang out. Mu had walked up to him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"I thought the River of Time was the private domain of the Supreme Luo Immortals, where no living beings could survive..."

"How could that be?" Mu was speechless. "The greatness of life lies in its struggle to survive everywhere... The river of time is far more bustling and prosperous than you can imagine."

"It's because I'm too ignorant," Feng Xi sighed. "I had preconceived notions and filled in the blanks with my own imagination."

"It's alright... Just get out and about, see more, and broaden your horizons." Mu said dismissively, "Knowledge takes time to accumulate."

"I understand." Feng Xi nodded, then looked curiously at the creatures in the river of time. "How did they evolve to survive in the river of time? What about their food? How powerful are they?"

"These creatures... some are born in harmony with the laws of time, propelled by the natural forces of the primordial world," Mu said calmly. "However, such beings are rare... some are innate deities, while others are unique species found only once in heaven and on earth."

"And the rest? Most of them have some acquired circumstances involved, having once carried the heaviest history and the most glorious years..."

This great shaman spoke in an ancient and lofty tone, his voice carrying a timeless and immortal charm, and a profound and enlightened understanding of the world.

"Go and see, look closely... Use the power of your innate spiritual treasure to see those waves."

"You will then know... just how heavy the weight of this river of time truly is."

"It is not merely a stage for the exercise of the Great Luo's power, but also the last trace of existence of countless beings who have already vanished!"

Feng Xi listened, half believing and half doubting, and activated the Nine Nether Diagram, looking at the countless surging waves.

In an instant, everything I saw was first blurry, then clear.

At the same moment, Feng Xi was speechless with shock.

What did he see?

Those waves that looked crystal clear were actually not clear and bright.

From Da Luo's perspective, each of them reflects civilization and all living beings... Some of the brightest and most dazzling waves are because they gave birth to outstanding individuals whose achievements are deeply imprinted in their respective small worlds and eras, and are remembered by later generations.

Although these beings may be limited by the constraints of their environment and unable to live forever, their spirit and essence have been recorded by time.

Feng Xi, relying on his innate spiritual treasure, captured a wave from the river of time... This recorded the life of a peerless genius.

Birth, rise, dominance over the world... it has amazed the ages!

Finally, he collapsed.

But all of this was etched in time, transformed into a single wave.

"The river of time is never calm," Mu Youyou said. "These swirling waves are the imprints of every living being with remarkable achievements amidst countless timelines and variables... reaching the limits of their respective worlds."

"As you know... how vast and magnificent the primordial world was." The Great Luo Immortal smiled. "Perhaps a seemingly ordinary rock actually contains a vast universe evolving within it..."

"Although such a world cannot compare to the ultimate primordial chaos, many of the great principles presented in the universe are hidden and cannot be comprehended. Even the most outstanding people who have reached the pinnacle of the universe may be no match for you."

"And then there are parallel universes, multiple worlds... there are just too many to list."

"If they can break free from their original world, then so be it... If not, they'll just succumb to the passage of time?"

"Even the world shattered and vanished without a trace... Were they completely forgotten?"

"No, it won't happen." Mu sighed softly, "Time will remember them."

"A single wave is a reflection of the most amazing people and talents born from a world and a civilization..."

Even if those waves eventually break and fade, falling back into the long river and merging with the vast and boundless light of the universe, seemingly leaving no trace...

"But is that really the case?"

No.

"They will experience a unique rebirth... The original me is gone, leaving only a shadow, but their spirit and beliefs will continue, transforming into mayflies in the long river of time..."

"Will they still remember the past?" Feng Xi scattered the waves in his hand, watching them sink, shatter, and merge into the long river. The vision granted by the innate spiritual treasure allowed him to see what would happen next.

Just as Mu had said, a tiny, invisible creature... was born!

"I don't remember..." Mu shook his head, then nodded. "However, if we can reach a high enough level, there is still hope of remembering the past... to continue the beliefs we once held, and to revive the lost world and civilization!"

People cannot be resurrected, but the spirit of life will never die!

The river of time is a river that carries history, a river that carries joy and sorrow, and a river that carries hope!

Feng Xi watched the ever-flowing, ceaseless river, then crouched down, carefully observing the countless mayflies growing and competing with each other...

They are pursuing survival, as well as memories of the past and a glorious future.

What will they feel when they look back on the past someday?

Perhaps it should be joy?

(End of this chapter)