I Will Strive to Make You Die Without Regret

The Phantom Prophet had possessed no Divine Spirit while he was alive.

The only Divine Spirit he had ever owned, "Second Cycle," had completely vanished after he used it. After his Life Reset, although his cultivation path had been smooth sailing, as his strength increased, the Prophet's advantages grew fewer and fewer, and by the Demigod level, they were utterly exhausted.

Not only that, even after he pushed the Prophecy School to the Demigod realm, he still kept running into walls and suffered terrible luck. Even when he made detailed plans, his opportunities would always be snatched away by others.

So much so that, in the several hundred years after he became a god, he fought over Divine Spirits dozens of times and actually achieved nothing.

It was not until the Phantom Prophet raised the Time Faction to the Demigod realm that he vaguely came to understand: after he used the "Second Cycle" Divine Spirit to restart his life, the impact he caused was simply too violent and far-reaching, and it just happened to be so abrupt and conspicuous. It was like a fish in a river—if it went with the current and made a few small changes, it could still remain safe and sound; but if it insisted on swimming against the current and slapping its tail to create ripples, those ripples would eventually accumulate into towering waves, which would instead sweep the fish away.

Back then, the Phantom Prophet had gotten ahead of everyone and killed off all the prodigies and monsters. It had felt satisfying, yes, but the ripple effect he caused kept accumulating until it finally manifested when he could no longer grasp the future. Simply put, his luck became catastrophically bad, and any benefits he might have seized would, through some twist of fate, end