Revisiting Old Times

Zhang Hao's arrival caused no stir.

He walked to the edge of Yang Mei's pit and gently kicked the rim.

"Get up, I'll take you to see an old friend."

Yang Mei jolted awake, her eyes snapping open. Seeing it was Zhang Hao, she immediately flashed a fawning smile.

"Oh dear, Lord Heavenly Dao, what brings you here? Just give the order, and I, Yang, will go through fire and water for you..."

Stop being so cheeky.

Zhang Hao interrupted his flattery, then opened his palm.

The shattered True Spirit and origin of the Destiny Demon God struggled incessantly, but were ultimately confined within Zhang Hao's palm.

Yang Mei was initially somewhat nonchalant, but the moment he sensed that wisp of Source Qi, he froze as if struck by lightning!

"This... this is..."

Yang Mei's voice was somewhat hoarse as he stared intently at the hazy gray origin, as if trying to see through it.

"That old devil Fate's aura?! He... he's fallen into your hands too?!"

Zhang Hao nodded, his tone calm. "He possessed Tongtian's body, so I dealt with him."

Destiny Demon God!

During the tribulation of Three Thousand Demon Gods, countless demon gods tried to kill him, but they all met with inexplicable misfortune or even died mysteriously.

This old schemer actually fell for Zhang Hao's trick?

After the initial shock, a hint of pleasure and schadenfreude flashed in Yang Mei's eyes.

"Hahaha! Serves him right! That old sly fox has finally met his match!"

He laughed so hard he almost fell out of the pit.

Yang Mei became more and more agitated as she spoke, as if she wanted to pour out all the "blood and tears" she had endured over the years.

Candle Dragon, Hong Yun, and the others in the pit nearby also pricked up their ears, listening with great interest.

Unexpectedly, this new "fellow inmate" has quite a story.

Zhang Hao let Yang Mei vent for a while before speaking calmly:

"So, would you like to see him? To catch up?"

Yang Mei's laughter stopped abruptly.

He blinked, looked at Zhang Hao, then at the wisp of destiny's essence, and laughed loudly:

"Hurry up!"

Zhang Hao raised his hand and lightly touched the wisp of destiny's origin.

The source trembled slightly, then transformed into a blurry, illusory figure composed of gray mist.

It was the manifestation of that broken remnant of the True Spirit of the Destiny Demon God.

Yang Mei stared at the illusory gray mist figure, her eyes darting around.

A bright, even malicious smile gradually appeared on his face.

He rubbed his hands together, climbed out of the pit, walked up to the gray misty figure, circled it twice, and marveled at it.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Destiny? Long time no see, what happened to you?"

The Destiny Demon God had just awakened and was about to start cursing when he heard someone mocking him.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered it was none other than Yang Mei, the Space Demon God from back then.

"Yang Mei, did you save me?"

The weakened, gray-mist figure of the Destiny Demon God trembled slightly, his voice carrying a hint of disbelief and anticipation.

Yang Mei's smile grew even brighter.

He crouched down, approached the gray mist, and poked the face of the Destiny Demon God with two fingers.

Hmm, the feel is a bit off, but it's definitely that old guy's aura.

"Save you?"

Yang Mei chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Brother, open your eyes wide and look around, where is this place?"

The Destiny Demon God seemed to pause for a moment.

He had just regained consciousness and was extremely weak, so he didn't have time to observe his surroundings.

Following Yang Mei's guidance, his "eyes" formed of gray mist slowly turned and looked around.

Then, he froze.

Why are there so many ginseng roots...?

Even with only a wisp of broken True Spirit remaining, the Destiny Demon God felt an emotion called "despair" growing wildly.

As you can see.

Zhang Hao finally spoke, his tone as calm as if he were describing today's weather.

"The Prehistoric World Barrier, the Center for the Transformation and Processing of Chaos Qi."

"They are all... um... employees here."

Yang Mei was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight, and tears were almost streaming down her face.

"Employee! Hahaha! Brother Destiny, are you surprised? Unexpected? Exciting?"

"Didn't you always say you could calculate everything and control your destiny? Come on, let's calculate how long you'll be working here next?"

From the pit beside it, the Candle Dragon couldn't resist poking its head out, its whiskers twitching as it gloated:

"Newbie, don't just stand there, get in on the action!"

The gray mist figure of the Destiny Demon God fluctuated violently, revealing the extreme turmoil within him.

What a disgrace! An utter disgrace!

He, the Destiny Demon God, who wields the river of fate, overlooks the birth and death of all beings, and calculates the ages, has never been treated like this before!

"Zhang Hao!"

The remnant soul of the Destiny Demon God emitted a sharp shriek, and the gray mist surged wildly, attempting to gather power.

"I am the Chaos Demon God! I wield destiny! How dare you insult me like this?! When I regain my peak strength, I will..."

"So what? Even if I were you back then, I wouldn't be a match for you now."

Zhang Hao interrupted him, his gaze remaining indifferent.

Back then, Zhang Hao comprehended the Great Dao of the Three Thousand Demon Gods and attained the Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal status.

The other Chaos Demon God mostly felt curiosity and closeness towards Zhang Hao.

Fate, that rascal, is always thinking about how to mess with Zhang Hao.

They also mocked him from time to time:

They say his Hun Yuan Limitless Great Dao is a "Pinduoduo" version...

It touches on everything, but doesn't excel in any one area.

Until Zhang Hao merged with the Prehistoric World, this Wuji Realm Great Dao evolved into the Three Thousand Hun Yuan Great Dao.

Zhang Hao's strength has truly reached the level of Chaos Demon God.

"Hehe..."

"Although I cannot foresee your destiny, I can tell you with certainty that the fate of the Prehistoric World is absolute destruction."

The Destiny Demon God, in a vengeful act, revealed a fragment of destiny, attempting to influence Zhang Hao's Dao Heart.

"Let me go, and I'll tell you how to solve it."

Zhang Hao naturally ignored the words of the Destiny Demon God.

In the entire Chaos, everyone knows that the Destiny Demon God loves to deceive others.

If he listens to this, the Prehistoric World might truly face destruction under the guidance of the Destiny Demon God.

The past of the Prehistoric World is already predetermined, while the future holds infinite possibilities.

The current Prehistoric World is the Prehistoric World where the timelines of the Three Thousand Demon Gods have been brought together.

Even if Zhang Hao were to alter the past of the Prehistoric World.

It merely adds another branch to the River of Time, and another projection world to the Prehistoric World world.

"You think you can change the fate of the Prehistoric World?"

"Try to figure out where I came from first."

Zhang Hao looked at the Destiny Demon God, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In the past, this statement would have absolutely broken the Destiny Demon God's defenses.

However, the current Destiny Demon God simply burst into wild laughter upon hearing this.

"Zhang Hao, don't be too smug."

"You think you can prevent the destruction of the Prehistoric World by Prehistoric World those Transmigrator and systems?"

The eyes of the Destiny Demon God were filled with resentment towards Zhang Hao.

"In the Prehistoric World, you were a so-called native being."

"But to Chaos, you are Transmigrator."

"Those Transmigrator from the Prehistoric World, they were the true beings from the Chaos."

"And you, are the greatest Outer-Heaven Demon in the entire Chaos!"