She had already secretly devised numerous schemes.

"However, since I intend to support one faction in their resistance against the 'Mist' and become the mastermind behind the scenes, I naturally cannot use my own bloodline as my identity."

If I use my own race, then it would be exposed.

So, what racial identity should I use to bestow power and resist those prehistoric enemies shrouded in mist?

She pondered for a moment,

"I can only wrong the master..."

Back in the day, although the master was defeated and perished, some bloodline was still left behind.

How powerful was the race of my master?

Even though the master was a woman, and was infatuated by Emperor Xia to such an end, only I, as an Artifact Spirit Girl, know how powerful the master truly was.

In those days, the master was a terrifying overlord vying for the position of 'Empress.'

"Emperor Xia..."

She murmured this name as if recalling a certain period, full of resentment.

"Although, this is the homeland of Emperor Xia, it seems this world has indeed fallen a lot."

She shook her head in secret, continually pondering, "But since I want to resist the Mist, I must have a legitimate native identity... to enthrall the beings on this land."

The logic was clear to her.

I "accidentally" entered this Jiaxia Era's homeland planet, intending to influence the people here and revive myself, hence was mistakenly deemed as the "remnants of prehistoric gods and demons."

But now, the main figure has emerged...

What am I to do now?

Perhaps, I can only blend in, on the contrary to resist the remnants of prehistoric gods and demons together, give myself a legitimate native identity, hide behind the scenes, secretly stir up the storm, deceive the beings here to become my followers, and resurrect anew.

To put it simply,

If brute force doesn't work, then try the soft approach.

"Then, now our master's lineage is also the Great Witch Race revived by the prehistoric great flood, to once again resist Jiaxia." She coughed twice, reciting the lines of the human race from the prehistoric great flood:

"History will remember this most magnificent moment in human history, at the end of the 26th century, humanity chose wisdom, not to consort with gods and demon beasts!!!"

"Back then, our human race died for Jiaxia, resisting the gods in the sky and the demons beneath the earth. Today we awaken from the old days, to fight the evil spirits once more!"

She went over the lines once more.

Crash.

She opened her palm, a mass of flesh wriggling in her hand.

"The master's bloodline is different from my own weapon... not on the same level of existence at all."

"Although knowing there's almost no chance of winning, there's still hope that the Emperor Yan will defeat my master's race, using the weapon to defeat the master holding it, restoring the glory of our race." She took a deep breath, her figure flickering.

Crash.

Several afterimages flashed.

She arrived at a residential area in a Great Witch city.

She slowly appeared in a neighborhood, peering through a third-floor window, where a man was dining with his wife and daughter, looking like a very warm family.

Her past was with the sword.

His real name is Li Junchen, a person of some fame in the medical field before doomsday, with a significant influence online... thus, he became her target.

But with just a glance, she found this middle-aged man somewhat eerie.

Exceptionally eerie.

So eerie to the extreme.

The soul was pure and profound, giving an unimaginable feeling.

As if countless selves over a period overlapped, forming an unimaginably high-purity terrifying existence of life.

"Saint... Multi-Dimensional Saint?"

Her voice turned hoarse, hidden by the window, watching the family of three dining, particularly the middle-aged man, "Such purity, probably doesn't know how many thousands of times a Multi-Dimensional Saint has been fused."

At this moment, her mind went blank, "Isn't this person countless times stronger than the master, who only cultivated to the Seven-Dimensional Saint?"

Thousands of times?

The number is truly staggering.

For a civilization, having each parallel civilization means they possess a Sixth-Realm terrifying existence.

The civilizations she encountered mostly ranged from Five-Dimensional to Eleven-Dimensional.

They had only five to eleven of the Sixth-Realm giants behind them, so how could she randomly encounter one who...

"Does that mean there used to be thousands of Earths here?" Her mind paused, "Prehistoric great flood, what kind of terrifying Earth tower was that."

If Fu Qingjun were here, they would certainly deduce the real truth based on her statements.

She assumed it was the overlap of souls from countless parallel small universes, which is the stacking in parallel space.

But Fu Qingjun knew it was the soul overlap over time, traversing time, souls stacking together.

Although both were countless souls overlapping, the process differed, one was spatial, the other temporal.

However, for the Artifact Spirit, this was extremely terrifying already.

It seemed as though she really found strong evidence from the Jiaxia Era,

"No wonder, no wonder, Emperor Xia was so terrifying, it was because, in a civilization with at least thousands of parallel planets, he emerged from the sea of countless strong beings..."

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

But the Saint before her, energy condensed to the limit, yet resembled an ordinary untrained mortal...

Is he completely amnesiac?

Or the remnant will of ancient beings after the great flood reincarnated?

"Perhaps truly the reincarnation of a prehistoric great flood Saint, resisting Jiaxia's gods and demons, haven't I made a great discovery?" Her expression turned intriguing, "I wonder how many such Saint reincarnations are on this planet?"

It couldn't be many, probably only one.

She thought seriously, her strategy seemed to need a slight change.

After all, if her guess was true, at least thousands of solar systems overlay in one terrifying civilization tower, here would be, accompanying her master through countless battles across space-time, the largest level of civilization world unseen among the various bizarre, mysterious, curious, and horrifying civilizations she witnessed!!

"No wonder Jiaxia always wanted to return here... this land truly has unimaginable divinity, even that existence could sense the mystery and anomaly here..."

She chuckled softly twice, not in a hurry, waiting quietly for the other party to finish dining.

After nightfall, the sound of washing dishes came from the kitchen, the daughter was driven off to do homework, only then did she slowly step out, appearing in the other party's room.

A voice slowly rose:

"Ancient Saint of Old.... gods and demons after the great flood gradually revived... you too should awaken soon and return to the pinnacle of the cosmos...."

Li Junchen gaped, this middle-aged man was just about to continue browsing the web as a keyboard warrior, for a Great Witch his daily fun could only be this, at this moment he glanced around, "Who, who's speaking?"

"Haven't you remembered who you are yet?" the Artifact Spirit quietly tried to ask.

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