Chen Changsheng's mind was in turmoil. The puppet beside Ling Feng showed no change in expression, but it was his true body, sitting in the secret chamber on Little Mountain Peak, that was troubled.
"Was this what Eldest Senior Brother meant when he said the greater tide could not be changed?" Dressed in purple robes, Chen Changsheng sat in the secret chamber, the fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead revealing the fierce struggle raging in his mind.
Chen Changsheng had originally thought that killing Zu Yuan would be enough to change the future. Yet not only had it failed to change, it had become even more uncontrollable.
Was this only to be expected of the Child of Heavenly Fate who would unleash a catastrophe in the future? His vitality was actually this tenacious-he could survive unconsciously even after being reduced to minced flesh.
He had been confident that he had killed Zu Yuan, but both Ling Feng's so-called Heart Demon and the box of minced flesh before him suggested that Zu Yuan was like a hundred-legged insect that refused to stiffen even in death.
In his previous life, he and Eldest Senior Brother had first watched their master die before their eyes. Then, on their final journey of vengeance, Eldest Senior Brother had been killed by Zu Yuan as well.
He had drifted through the apocalyptic catastrophe in a stupor, living like a walking corpse for decades, until he stumbled upon an unparalleled opportunity and became a mighty Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.
But against Zu Yuan, who had already become a demonic Immortal, he had not even lasted through their first exchange before Zu Yuan blasted him to death.
Reborn into another life, he wanted to change everything, to rewrite every tragedy of the past!
For this, he had