Seven days in the Heavenly Court.
A thousand years in the Human Realm.
Fuxi had been waiting for this hundredth closed loop of the spacetime world.
That way,
he could become the true supreme ruler.
Without any worries about the future.
No one would be able to restrain him.
He would be free of all scruples and capable of anything, sitting back and watching the clouds rise and fall, the myriad beings sink and drift, while he alone enjoyed glory for countless ages. How could that not be delightful?
To accomplish this,
he had racked his brains for countless years.
He was just about to succeed.
Then Ding Ling suddenly appeared and threw his plans into chaos.
How could that not infuriate Fuxi?
He was handsome and refined on the outside.
But with rage burning in his heart, his refinement had vanished. His face was twisted and hideous.
He had exhausted every means to kill Ding Ling!
Yet Ding Ling was like an unkillable cockroach, only growing stronger and stronger. For the first time, Fuxi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis!
This sense of crisis
was something he had previously felt only from Shennong and Nuwa!
He had never imagined
that one day, he would feel such a sense of crisis from an ordinary mortal.
Even if that person was an Ascender,
he was still human by nature! He was not an Innate God Spirit like Nuwa and Shennong!
An ordinary mortal whom he would never have spared a glance in the past had now forced him into such an embarrassing predicament!
How could Fuxi endure this?
"You must die!"
Fuxi sat high above the Ninth Heaven, his godhood merging with the Eye of Heavenly Punishment.
He controlled the Eye of Heavenly Punishment to fire a Thunder Dragon, unleashing a