Chapter 674 - 39: Severed Legacy, Forever Forgotten

Chapter 674: Chapter 39: Severed Legacy, Forever Forgotten

"They actually knew about the existence of the ’Pathfinder’ long ago?"

"Now things are getting interesting, what exactly is that guy planning to do?"

In the guise of a human figure, Xiluo wandered leisurely through the marketplace, her ears twitching slightly as she heard the commotion from the Inspection Court not far away.

At this moment, Luo Lan, with an angry expression, led the timid Xiaoling out of the Inspection Court.

After pondering for a moment, Xiluo decided to follow them.

The street could be strolled at any time, but such excitement was rare.

Moreover, Li Boyang had trained a Luo Qiao in the East Sea, and the competitive Xiluo felt she couldn’t fall too far behind in this aspect.

And now, this Luo Lan and Xiaoling seemed to have quite decent talent.

Until Xiluo completely disappeared into the end of the street, a tiny figure no taller than three feet peeked out from the side of an attic.

"..."

Silently gazing in the direction of Xiluo’s departure, the expression on the three-foot-tall figure’s face was both enlightened and puzzled.

He didn’t dare to directly call out Xiluo’s identity and name.

Because that would surely be sensed by the other’s [Omen Divine Power].

No, what the other truly possessed wasn’t [Omen Divine Power] but [Celestial Destiny Divine Power].

If she wasn’t uninterested in developing in that area, she could’ve very well become the second Celestial Witch.

Even so, upon initially recognizing Xiluo’s identity, the tiny figure immediately fell silent, fearing to attract attention.

Even now, the tiny figure dared not speak up.

After all, with the Queen Mother of the West here, the Tao Ancestor was most likely nearby.

"It seems the gaze I sensed earlier... should be the Tao Ancestor."

With a barely audible murmur, the identity of the tiny figure became readily apparent.

He was the incarnation of that man from the Kunlun Ruins, and the culprit who incited the "Gancheng Chaos" three years ago.

During that "Gancheng Chaos" three years ago, the tiny figure took the opportunity to attack and kill a group of the Great Witches of the Xingtian Clan.

Then, by devouring these Great Witches, he acquired many secrets of the Xingtian Clan.

Similarly, the current form of the tiny figure was not his original appearance.

Through certain secret techniques, the tiny figure could completely replace someone’s existence, inheriting all of them on the causality level.

In other words, once the secret technique was successfully executed.

The tiny figure could not only gain their form, memory, and abilities, but even people’s perception of him would be substituted.

To be honest, the tiny figure’s original plan was to replace the Great Witches of the Xingtian Clan, and then secretly lie in wait in their identities.

What he absolutely did not expect was that the current Xingtian, though merely a Celestial God, was strangely powerful.

Not only did the other side uncover his plan, but with lightning speed, they killed the incarnation he had painstakingly obtained.

Thus, to ensure his efforts weren’t in vain, the tiny figure had no choice but to instigate the "Gancheng Chaos," seizing the opportunity to devour and digest the existence of those Great Witches.

In reality, devouring those Great Witches was the worst choice.

Even eradicating them from their roots, making them non-existent from the beginning, would be far better than this choice.

Because as long as no one was aware of their existence, no one would notice their disappearance, let alone realize he was lurking in the shadows.

But unfortunately, the current Xingtian’s strength went far beyond his expectations.

Even if he eradicated the existence of those Great Witches from the roots, the current Xingtian was still mindful of them.

Moreover, due to the interference of the current Xingtian, an unexpected situation occurred when the tiny figure devoured the last Great Witch, leaving a trace of existence remaining.

It was precisely this trace of remaining existence that turned everyone’s understanding of the "Gancheng Chaos" into a terrifying attack by outsiders on the Xingtian Clan.

Including over a hundred members of the Xingtian Clan, among them a Great Witch, who became casualties of that horrific strike.

What they didn’t know was, the Great Witches killed in the "Gancheng Chaos" were not just one.

The sorcerer heritage of the entire Xingtian Clan nearly faced extinction in that turmoil.

The few remaining branches were also merely witches without much combat power.

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On the peak of Xingtian City, atop the altar at the highest summit.

The current Xingtian slowly opened their eyes, their expression serene yet mournful as they gazed longingly towards Kunlun Mountain.

"Brother, I’ve forgotten their names again..."

With brows furrowed, murmured the perpetually strong-in-front-of-strangers Wu Zhen, now showing such vulnerability.

Because her memories were currently filled with contradictions, and such contradictions were exhausting her mentally.

In Wu Zhen’s memory, she and her brother were heirs of the Xingtian, single lineage successors of the "Human Celestial Candidates."

But the contradicting recognition told Wu Zhen that the Xingtian couldn’t possibly be passed down in a single lineage.

There should have been hundreds or thousands of candidates near this altar.

The rooms and courtyards filled with signs of life near the Divine Hall were proof.

They were originally the witches of the Xingtian Clan, her blood relatives.

But now they were all gone, as if they had never existed.

"High Priest, Three Sons, Uncle, and the little siblings..."

In a dazed sweep of her surroundings, Wu Zhen could only see a few silhouettes working, starkly contrasting with the enormous Xingtian Divine Temple.

The perpetual clash between memories and recognition battered Wu Zhen, yet she stubbornly refused to forget their existence.

Because she knew, once she forgot them.

The world might only have her brother left to remember them.

Wu Zhen didn’t want her brother to bear that pain alone, nor did she want to forget those who grew alongside her.

"It’s alright, no matter how many times, I will help you remember them anew."

Upon hearing this, the Xingtian clan member turned lovingly towards her, his face now displaying added determination.

"That guy has resurfaced again, and this time his target is the entertainers of the Yanshi Kingdom."

"This time, we are sure to find him, and avenge everyone."

An eye for an eye, a blood debt must be paid; this was the creed of the Xingtian Clan.

As the most orthodox members of the Xingtian Clan, both the current Xingtian and Wu Zhen had this creed etched into their bones.

"That’s right, I must kill him myself!"

"As long as I can force him out, as long as I can kill him, I’m willing to bear whatever cost!"

Gritting her teeth fiercely, Wu Zhen’s ten fingers began to tremble slightly.

The [White Bone Ten Rings], long abandoned due to following the Tao Ancestor, reappeared on her fingers.

These rings made from the flesh of the gods, though abandoned by Wu Zhen for so many years, showed no signs of weakening.

No, not just not weakening so simply.

As Wu Zhen’s Primordial Qi surged, a towering silhouette of the Thousand Forms Demon God manifesting behind her.

That was Wu Zhen’s Primordial Spirit, a Demon God suppressed for decades.

If calculated purely by realm, that Demon God was just barely at the Yang God realm, far from touching the Divine Gate Celestial Pass.

But when it comes to actual combat strength, with the amplification of the [White Bone Ten Rings], Wu Zhen was absolutely top-tier beneath the Great Celestial God.

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