After all, Fuxi knew Ding Ling's story by heart. He could recite it backward!
He knew almost all of Ding Ling's legendary stories in the Lower Realm.
As long as they were circulated publicly,
he knew them all.
Yet, upholding the belief that knowing oneself and one's enemy guaranteed victory in every battle, he had the gods of the Upper Realm collect quite a few of Ding Ling's legendary stories from mortal players and other Ascenders.
Some deities had also gone to cities such as Chang'an to listen to storytellers and compile these stories into books before presenting them to Fuxi.
Using every possible method,
Fuxi had nearly achieved a comprehensive understanding of Ding Ling.
Naturally, he understood that everything Ding Ling had done in the Three Kingdoms when he was in the Lower Realm could cause earth-shaking upheavals and shatter the world!
Clearly,
if Ding Ling descended to the Lower Realm in the future,
he might be able to shatter this Chinese Paladin World with a single slap!
If that really happened,
he would undoubtedly be an ant in Ding Ling's eyes, one he could crush however he pleased.
Just like that Di Shitian? Or perhaps Xu Fu.
Xu Fu's talent was mediocre, but he was exceptionally compatible with the Soul Separation Creation Art, making him more than suitable as one of Fuxi's finest chess pieces!
Later, Xu Fu did indeed become the Evil Sword Immortal, becoming the strongest person in this world besides him.
Yet even someone like that was casually crushed to death by Ding Ling.
His true body and soul had both turned to ashes at a single thought from Ding Ling. Before dying, he had not even had time to voice his regret, hatred, or remorse.
Fuxi did not want to end up like Xu