On the monster-filled plains of the Level 20 Zone, countless players perished instantly and explosively, resetting their levels to zero; this news quickly spread among the players within the entire internal planetary space.

But even more alarming was the appearance of God.

"Is this a plot event?"

"Damn, the main storyline has been triggered!"

"Have you all really gone crazy, escaping from reality?"

"You're the crazy one! How should we speak now?"

The world channel was abuzz with countless people.

Fu Qingjun ignored these folks. Although it seemed they had already set sail, the low-level civilizations that hadn't even reached the Fourth Realm weren't worth his attention at present; now was the era of the Fifth Divinity Transformation Realm, the mythical age of traversing the world.

A difference of one realm was as vast as the heavens and the earth.

In reality, he alone had long become an independent interstellar civilization.

"Earth has truly been transformed beyond recognition, even the native Earthlings have been oppressed by my Ant Demon Country, forced to emigrate to subspaces."

"But perhaps it's for the best; they hide away, and should anything happen, let the ant civilization bear the brunt."

After all, it was a locust infestation catastrophe spawned from the "Earth Ant Family," ever-increasing in numbers.

Thinking so, Fu Qingjun ascended to a high-altitude world, observing this mysterious land.

It was his first time witnessing the space of a true Sixth Realm forbidden existence.

In fact, if the other party hadn't allowed these people to enter, actively exposing an external pathway, he would never have found the spatial coordinates nor discovered the entrance here.

Being a fake, he hadn't even condensed the space of a genuine Sixth Realm, only reaching this stage with his soul's essence and level.

Yet Fu Qingjun, after two years of gradual cultivation, had recently entered the field of the Fourth Realm.

A body in the Fourth Realm, a soul in the Sixth Realm.

At this moment, the Artifact Spirit looked with utmost caution at the mysterious being before her,

Could this truly be those beings surrounded by the gods and demons during the Great Flood of hundreds of billions of years ago, seeking to annihilate the Jiaxia Era?

Had she perhaps encountered this being before?

But no familiar aura could be sensed, although there were many during that siege, even names eluded her, yet a single encounter would leave an impression.

Perhaps the aura was concealed, an easy feat for them.

"Did you really traverse time?" the Artifact Spirit questioned, "Had I seen you in prehistoric times?"

Fu Qingjun extended his hand, inviting the little girl to sit, "I harbor no hostility; I merely came to understand some matters and convey others."

"What do you wish to know?" the Artifact Spirit inquired warily.

"I mentioned from the beginning, I sought to change certain past tragedies with a few beings," God said, "but couldn't truly intervene, the Immortal Ancestor still perished."

"Are you referring to Bailong Immortal Ancestor?" the Artifact Spirit asked, "Was he the reincarnation of Homos?"

She found it somewhat unbelievable.

The other was originally a person from Earth, acquiring her divine blood, becoming progeny of her lineage.

Though she was still slumbering at that time and did not meet him, from the history she now understood, she could not deny his prowess and talent. Yet he merely seemed like a prodigious talent altering an era, far surpassed by Jiaxia in her eyes.

Only she knew of Jiaxia's fearsome ruling position during that period, casting a shadow over the era.

Fu Qingjun, comprehending the skepticism, replied, "Before he could truly rise, he had already fallen...which also led to the world descending into darkness."

"Oh?" Though inexperienced, the Artifact Spirit was decisive at key moments, yet still followed the conversation, "Let me organize your words, you traveled back to save the reincarnation of Homos? Yet still failed?"

"In my eyes, if the other could rival the ancient cosmic presence of Jiaxia, did their end come too easily?" the Artifact Spirit seriously questioned.

Moreover...

Was it really me who killed them?

Even she felt shocked; she had slain a being comparable to Jiaxia!

Who would believe it if told?

She saw firsthand the terror of that war back then.

The heavens truly collapsed, the Cosmic Membrane and level were torn apart, revealing numerous black holes, unleashing countless unknown substances...

Fu Qingjun smiled slightly, "Who said he's dead, just returned; he will reappear in some era...but our history will veer into darkness."

To say returned was also Fu Qingjun's hopeful vision.

After all, if he could retrieve the sails, perhaps he could truly alter Bailong's fate, saving Bailong by returning to the past would be a breech.

Of course, everything must align with his expectations.

The true function, strength, and conditions of the sail remain unclear.

The Artifact Spirit neither confirmed nor disputed it, "Then, having failed to change, what do you intend to do?"

If what the other said was true, and he had traversed time...

Possessing power akin to the presumed "Jiaxia," it wasn't impossible...

Which means, the true intention for coming to this prehistory was to save everyone...

Fu Qingjun calmly spoke, "Failure signifies that the dark future is destined, and we shall face the tragedy of fate."

"May I interject, are you suggesting that the tragedy involves not only the sentient beings on our Earth?"

At this juncture, Li Junchen interjected, "After all, according to this elder, the events entangled during the Great Flood back then were overwhelming, our mere planet is rather insignificant."

"Not just this planet." Fu Qingjun glanced at this middle-aged man, truly worthy of being my master, experienced and quick-thinking, relentlessly searching for loopholes in my words.

"Then, this darkness could indeed be terrifying enough." The Artifact Spirit became completely serious, "More terrifying than the prehistoric flood? I can't think of a scarier scene."

Fu Qingjun was thoroughly troubled.

These smart people aren't easy to deal with.

"So, now that you've failed, what should you do?" the Artifact Spirit asked.

"Since this Solar Era node has already failed, just proceed to the next Solar Era node." Fu Qingjun said earnestly.

Tang Meng, standing beside him, suddenly remembered what was previously mentioned, about using the Solar Era node as a time point for jumps, and respectfully said: "So the further previous Solar Era node is..."

Everyone suddenly thought of it!

"Yes, the prehistoric flood era."

Fu Qingjun stood up and looked at the crowd in front of him, "Go back to hundreds of billions of years ago, which in reality is the tens of thousands of years ago prehistoric flood era, and change the fall of another existence, that is the true start of tragedy."

Everyone's skin crawled with goosebumps!

Jiaxia!

Go meet... Jiaxia?

Previously, encountering those "future" Earth people who came to this era saying they wanted to save the prehistoric "us," they felt no sincerity.

Because they themselves lived in this era, instinctively denying the matter of "time travel."

But now,

It's our era people's turn to be like them, jumping to the previous prehistoric era, then....

Their minds buzzed and roared.

Travel back to the past!!

"Can we really change the past?" Tang Meng was full of disbelief, looking with awe at this white-winged deity, "Go to the flood era?"

For years, she has been listening to prehistoric myths.

Jiaxia, Jiaxia, Jiaxia... countless names emerge from everywhere, till her ears grew calluses.

The three-day god, the flood period, the myth of the era, the great hero sitting on the throne saying "go to the next future"... various scenes from stone walls flashed in her mind.

A fantastical great era.

"Are we really going back to the past?" Li Junchen also couldn't help but become excited, everyone wants to see that splendid cosmic history.

"Yes." Fu Qingjun looked at the Artifact Spirit and said: "Some of our gods and demons after the prehistoric flood, up to today, have been wanting to change history, to change that initial piece of history."

The Artifact Spirit was shocked.

So, after that great battle, some surviving gods and demons have been trying to change something all these years?

"We trace back the river of time from tens of thousands of years later, travel to this era, and use this era as a springboard to further ancient times to change some initial tragedies." Fu Qingjun's demeanor was calm, he was not going to stop until he regained his sail, because that thing was too important.

That's why he dared to be so audacious, a backward planet he had only developed for two years, coming to persuade entities of such terrifying advanced civilizations.

"Can the past really be returned to?" The Artifact Spirit also became excited.

Change the initial...

Tragedy?

The Artifact Spirit's pupils widened.

She seemed to be touched in a soft spot in her heart, recalling the figure who raised and grew her up like a mother, taking her to soar across the world.

"Yes, change some things from the flood period." Fu Qingjun sighed, seeing the other side finally took the bait, and got to the main point, "However, returning to the past requires paying a huge price."

"I know that." Tang Meng said.

After all, the deity previously mentioned when opening the tunnel in the future required paying some kind of price.

"So what is the price?" the Artifact Spirit asked thoroughly seriously.

She didn't care if it was true or false, whether it was a trap, listening first never loses anything.

Previously, at the mention of time travel, she wouldn't even listen.

But after encountering Jiaxia, she realized there truly are such incomprehensible things in the world.

"To open a tunnel, you must use something with time attributes as an anchor point to jump to the past." Fu Qingjun said.

"With time attributes...."

The Artifact Spirit was silent for a moment, "Emperor Xia's spear?"

"Yes."

Fu Qingjun looked at the group of players, Earth people, and even the Artifact Spirit before him and said: "Only by finding that spear can we use it as a coordinate to return to the next further node, the Solar Golden Tower Dynasty Era, the time when Jiaxia ruled the world."

Fu Qingjun looked at the Artifact Spirit with some expectation and said: "I believe you also want to change some things."

As the broken Artifact Spirit, the grand existence of the Sixth Realm Universe Taboo, capable of creating a space as large as Earth, yet being beaten to this state by Fu Qingjun, one can see how weak she had become, pitiful in her fall.

"The spear..."

The Artifact Spirit paused, thoughtfully said: "I do have a vague idea of where it is.... because I was one of the strongest combat forces back then, feared by countless others, almost becoming Empress."

What she was referring to, naturally, was her master.

But others hearing this looked at the little girl in front of them, already shocked.

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