"Perfect" Conclusion

It was a sparring match whose outcome had long been predetermined.

Apart from Feng Xi, who had stumbled into this mess by accident, everyone knew exactly how it would end.

Feng Xi could only lament inwardly.

"What a filthy world..."

"The Primordial World... has been defiled!"

Grinding his teeth, he decided that if he ever gained the ability, he would definitely straighten out this world's moral climate someday—

He hadn't even left the starting village before running into a group of final bosses. Did this lousy game have any concept of balance?!

And these bosses were all devious and slippery, with schemes spilling out of their guts... Every last one of them was pretending to be a newbie, tricking Feng Xi into taking the lightning and shouldering the blame...

Where was the dignity befitting bosses?

Instead of honestly staying in the final stage and waiting for the novice hero to grind up enough experience and equipment to gang up on them, they had directly infiltrated the hero's side...

This was utterly outrageous!

Feng Xi muttered to himself as his eyes widened dramatically. He committed each of these "good" teammates he had known for only a few days to memory, swearing never to forget them.

There's a long road ahead...

Even gods can wait ten billion years to settle accounts...

At that moment, he grasped part of the life experience Dijiang had just imparted—a profound wisdom!

Fortunately, although the day Feng Xi personally settled his accounts was still far off, someone had already collected a bit of interest on his behalf.

The nine Ancestral Witches!

After the ultimate collision between the strongest of them all, this so-called "special training" finally came to an end.

Just as Ancestral Witch Dijiang had said, the Ancestral Witches defeated Jun, Boyang, and the others, forcing them back while coughing blood.

Of course, that was the limit. They would not press their advantage and beat them until their heads were covered in lumps.

As the hosts, the Ancestral Witches still had to show their guests some consideration.

There was a subtle understanding between both sides.

The victorious side had to display the Ancestral Witches' unparalleled bearing in battle.

The defeated side, meanwhile, had to appear defeated with honor, their spirit worthy of praise.

Then, naturally, the Ancestral Witches encouraged and affirmed these defeated newcomers... They might have lost, but they possessed the makings of Great Luo!

—That was merely to fool ignorant spectators.

In the eyes of those in the know, however, the situation looked entirely different.

—The Ancestral Witch faction and the third-party Great Luo faction had negotiated and signed a simple treaty, agreeing to limited cooperation in certain areas for a certain period in the future, in order to achieve a win-win outcome.

"Called special training, but actually a performance," Feng Xi muttered. "After measureless ages, how will people record this part of history?"

"Those who didn't experience it personally will probably all be confused."

"Since you've arrived in the Primordial World and had the good fortune to witness a corner of this game of strategy, you must work hard to adapt to it," Ancestral Witch Dijiang said with a smile. "Only then will you have hope of breaking out of the game one day and taking control of your own fate."

Feng Xi nodded solemnly. "Now I'm even more eager to see what 'surprises' might be hidden in the Witch Clan's internal archives."

"What sort of past events and great secrets are recorded there? The dark history of the gods' rise?"

"Then you'd better prepare yourself to spend a thousand or ten thousand years searching," Dijiang said with his hands behind his back. "Although we left behind the historical truth hidden in the river of time, in reality... we're also quite conflicted."

"On the one hand, we respect objective reality and possess hearts broad enough to bear everything from the past. Even if our hands are stained with blood and we've committed endless sins... we will face them directly. We will never regret them, and never run from them."

"The past was like this, the present is like this, and the future will be like this too."

"As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and one of the supreme commanders of the Human Race's war efforts... in the future's all-out war against the Demon Clan, the inevitable slaughter will be unavoidable."

"Uprooting entire races by the roots will be an everyday occurrence."

"If your heart is too soft, you cannot be a commander."

"My hero is another's enemy... The rise of a great race is destined to tread upon the piled-up corpses of its opponents."

Ancestral Witch Dijiang's tone was calm, but it contained the vast momentum of Though millions stand in my way, I will go forth alone. The brilliant radiance of that supreme, unshakable will dazzled and pained Feng Xi's eyes as he stood nearby.

The Witch-Demon Tribulation was an utterly inconceivable war!

Countless warriors would be thrown into it. How many would wither away within it?

When one general achieved greatness, ten thousand bones would dry... No, this would be the remains of trillions upon trillions, with countless heroes buried within it!

Every decision made by an Ancestral Witch—whether luring in the enemy or breaking through a stronghold—would bring the lives of countless living beings to an end.

Bearing the pressure of an entire race's rise and fall, survival and extinction, along with the hopes of an astronomical number of subjects—what sort of pressure was this for the Ancestral Witches to shoulder?

If they could face such heavy burdens with composure... how could they possibly be unable to confront the dark history of their own past?

"But refusing to run from it is one thing. Being dragged out every few days by some idle people with nothing better to do and talked about... that's another matter entirely."

"So, we might as well be decisive."

"Seal away the past, bury history... Let it become an unsearchable black hole after countless ages."

"Of course, besides this main reason, there are also some more special factors." Ancestral Witch Dijiang smiled. "Because certain secrets involve the Roots of the Great Dao of some Great Divine Ability Users. If they were investigated too deeply, extremely troublesome consequences might arise... So we took action and locked them away in the mists of time."

"But you can rest assured regarding the latter."

"Those crucial, underhanded killing moves could never possibly be found by you. They're all held by chess players like me. So you needn't worry about stepping on a truly fatal land mine and being blasted into scraps."

Even if he was permitted to investigate the archives, that did not mean there were no restrictions or that he could dig out anything he wanted.

Generally speaking, everything still remained above the bottom line tacitly permitted by the Ancestral Witches... He would never find anything beyond that line, no matter how long he searched.

This was a restriction, but also a form of protection.

It prevented some provoked mighty being from reaching over through the void and, with a single smack, turning Feng Xi into a meat patty.

"You are outstanding. Truly exceptional."

Ten illustrious figures stood shoulder to shoulder, listening to Ancestral Witch Houtu's formulaic speech after the special training.

"During this special training, you proved your steadfast spirit and exceptional wisdom... You are all the finest of warriors!"

"Maintain this state, and you will eventually become the pillars of our Witch Clan, the future successors of the Human Race's cause!"

Ancestral Witch Houtu delivered an impassioned speech, and the ten Human Race heroes applauded in unison... What a harmonious atmosphere.

—That was, of course, ignoring the fact that nine of them were currently bleeding from their noses and mouths, looking half-dead.

The one in the best condition was actually Feng Xi!

Because the gap was too great, Dijiang had been able to control the situation with ease when dealing with him... So he had barely lost a single hair.

This situation greatly soothed Feng Xi's battered heart.

Heaven still has eyes... Feng Xi sighed in satisfaction. He applauded with the greatest enthusiasm, making Ancestral Witch Houtu glance at him an extra time before she spoke her final words.

"I hereby announce—this special training has ended in perfect success!"