A whisper like a devil's echoed throughout the space.
In his previous life, the Devil Race had slaughtered the living beings of the Cultivation World just to find him among them?
And their aim had been to kill him? To stop the Great Calamity from descending?
Zu Yuan's ash-gray eyes abruptly contracted, then revealed a glimmer of sudden understanding.
No wonder he had been able to be reborn, and no wonder he had survived so long in his previous life.
After his rebirth, his Divine Soul had become so bizarre.
This was also why his endlessly growing Divine Soul could be used to make puppets.
No living being's Divine Soul could grow without limit. He had originally thought that some special talent gained after his rebirth had allowed his Divine Soul to grow endlessly,
But now it seemed that his Divine Soul kept growing because it bore the sin of countless deaths, and that was also why it had become so twisted and indescribable!
Upon Zu Yuan's Spirit Platform, there had never been a properly formed Divine Soul, only an unspeakable chaos.
A massive, bizarre, indescribable thing composed of countless tentacles stood upon his Spirit Platform.
No wonder this life differed so greatly from the previous life in his memories.
Little Mountain Peak, where only he and Eldest Senior Brother had lived, was now filled with prodigies, some who had appeared before and others who had never appeared.
And Eldest Senior Brother, who had originally possessed extraordinary talent, had become a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator who found breakthroughs exceptionally difficult in this life.
No wonder he could never escape the vicious cycle of the Great Calamity, no matter what he did. Even killing the person destined to face it could not prevent its arrival.
No wonder...
If he had been