I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 1703

CHAPTER 1632: THE SEA OF UNENDING FOG.

“No, child, you’re worrying too much. I summoned you back because there’s something more important I want to tell you.”

The village chief of Shiwen Village was an old man with sunken eyes and dark brown irises. His face was rosy, and his aura was strong. Although he looked old, it didn’t affect the life force emanating from him.

“What is it, Grandpa?” Shi Zhu could

n’t help but ask.

“It concerns whether our Shiwen Village can return to our ancestral land. There are some things that I should tell you now.” The old man said with a serious expression. “Return to our ancestral land?”

Shi Zhu was stunned. He had never known about this before, and no one had ever mentioned it. He looked at the other elders in the village, only to see that everyone’s faces now bore an unprecedented fervor and wonder. Each person’s eyes shone brightly, filled with a certain ambition. Thực Trục swallowed hard, his expression slowly becoming serious and cautious. “Grandfather, you said…” he began. The old man’s face showed a look of reminiscence. He bowed slightly to the still-flowing “Food Well” before explaining, “Our village is called Food Well Village because we are the Food Well Tribe, an ancient and long-standing clan, born in this Creation Land. Speaking of this, we must mention the land beneath our feet.” Creation Land ? Food Well was startled. He had never heard of such things before. Since he gained consciousness, he knew that their village had been isolated for generations. At night, there were strange and eerie occurrences, and during the day, various powerful beasts roamed through the primeval mountains. Although they passed down what they called Cultivation Methods, they were unable to practice them. Everyone could only rely on primitive weapons to fight and kill those powerful beasts. This familiar tradition, passed down through generations, was almost ingrained in Food Well. Within the village of Wen, everyone shares the same bloodline. Of course, some of the traditions of the village of Wen also puzzled Shi Zhu, who wondered why everyone, upon reaching a certain age, needed to enter the “Food Well” to purify themselves, otherwise they couldn’t have offspring… It seemed as if the villagers of the village of Wen had to pass through this source to be granted a certain destiny. “You don’t need to be surprised. This land beneath our feet is the Land of Creation. In a sense, all things in this world were nurtured from this land beneath our feet.”No matter which side of the world you’re facing, it’s the same.”

“However, now that the tranquility of the Creation Land has been shattered, we, this once abandoned and forsaken clan, are about to reappear in the Creation Land. This is our only chance to leave this place,”

the old man said. Shi Zhu nodded,

half understanding, half not.

He only understood one thing: it seemed possible to leave this godforsaken place in the future.

“From its inception, the Creation Land, due to conflicting ideologies, gave rise to two major forces: the Creation Alliance and the Silent Sect.”

“Our Shi Zhu clan is actually a branch of the Creation Alliance. Besides that, there are also the Bone Guardian Clan and the Myriad Transformation Demon Clan.” “

And on the Silent Sect’s side, there are the Ruins of the Void people, the Remembrance Spirits, and the later-born embryonic humans…” The old man explained with a complex expression. From ancient times to the present day, the Land of Creation has maintained its tranquility. The True Text clan, as a lineage, is said to have ancestors who were actually spiritual beings born from the chaotic Dao patterns. Their very existence is a flowing “Dao pattern” capable of distorting local rules, a stolen artifact of natural barriers and laws. Each member of the True Text clan possesses the most profound and supreme chaotic Dao patterns within their body—a power unimaginable to the outside world.

In some ways, the True Text clan possesses a power capable of suppressing all the myriad Dao patterns of the world, making them immune to various rules and Dao laws. However, possessing such power has also subjected their clan to boundless curses and calamities. To this day, only a few hundred clan members remain. Even their ancestors were banished from their ancestral land, forced to wander here.

Because this area was naturally entrusted to a powerful force, it once brought great calamity to the Land of Creation, and was exploited by malicious individuals, almost eroding the outer barrier of the Land of Creation.

“You are the one who, in our clan’s current state, prayed day and night to the Well of Food, and received an answer, finally giving birth to the son of revival. The ancestral inscription on your chest is also the reason you can resist the curse of this desolate land.”

The old man explained everything to the Land of Food.

This desolate land is filled with the Primordial Poison that has accumulated in the Land of Creation since its inception. This poison permeates the void, carrying a strange, corrupting will. Even countless living beings who have died over many years can be infected by this Primordial Poison, eventually becoming some kind of “ghostly” remnants wandering in this place.

“I understand, grandfather.”

“Now, what do you need me to do?”

It took the True Axis a very long time to finally clarify its mission.He must restore the Shiwen clan.

“There’s a group of alien beings wanting to invade the Land of Creation, disrupting the peace here. Currently, the Creation Alliance has agreed to remove the curse for our clan, but the prerequisite is that we must go to the Sea of Unreturning Mist and cooperate with the Bone Guard clan to stop those alien beings there,”

the old man said.

The Land of Creation has a total of five layers of barriers, which were created from the very beginning to isolate it from the outside world. It could be said that the birth of the Devouring Clan is even naturally connected to those five layers of barriers.

“The Sea of Unreturning Mist?”

Devouring Axis was stunned again. He hadn’t left this place and had no idea about the barriers outside the Land of Creation. The old man chuckled and explained, “The Sea of Unreturning Mist is the outermost layer of the Eternal Mist, devouring direction, divine consciousness, and the five senses. If our clan assimilates the Dao patterns within it and controls the routes, it will be almost impossible for any outside living beings to penetrate.” Shi Zhu

nodded slightly. Having been trapped here for so many years, the prospect of finally getting out filled him with anticipation… At this moment, in the clearly visible area of the ocean, ripples surged, and within the vast expanse, an invisible force erupted. Scenes unfolded within, and supreme auras clashed continuously. Finally, three figures, somewhat disheveled, emerged from the swirling vortex of ripples.

If it were a member of the Punishing Heaven Alliance here, it would certainly be difficult to recognize the three people before him as the current leaders of the Vast World: the Power Master, the Qiankun Ancestor, and the Three-Headed Master…

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