Future Nüwa looked at Fuxi and her other self.
"Are you the me from the past?"
Nüwa smiled faintly. "In your eyes, I am indeed the you from the past."
"I summoned you here because...!"
"So that's how it is. But I am rather curious—how did you summon me here? I never had such an ability before."
"It happened like this...!"
Nüwa then explained how she had obtained the Future Talisman.
After hearing Nüwa's account, future Nüwa immediately revealed an excited expression.
"The past has changed. I never expected you to encounter such an opportunity. This Ling Wudao you mentioned is indeed heaven-defying. Now I truly want to meet him."
"Can you summon him here now?"
"I'm afraid not. He should have already gone to the Taiyin Star by now."
"That is rather unfortunate."
As soon as she finished speaking, future Nüwa looked toward Fuxi.
"Big Brother, you must leave the Demon Race. Otherwise, there is only one outcome for you: death. The Demon Race is not your opportunity to attain the Dao, but a trap Hongjun set to scheme against us."
"It's a long story. See for yourself!"
With that, future Nüwa waved her hand, and a streak of golden light flew into Fuxi's sea of consciousness.
"Big Brother, take a look for yourself!"
Hearing future Nüwa's words, Fuxi immediately closed his eyes and examined it.
When he saw himself perish in the great war against the Witch Race, then reincarnate as the Human Emperor, Fuxi could not help but be shocked!
He had never expected the Demon Race not to be his opportunity to attain the Dao, but instead the omen of his death. His opportunity lay among the human race, yet Hongjun's scheme had left him only able to become a Quasi-Saint. In the end, he had