“Everything is over.” Fang Yuan sighed, looking at Ying Wu Xie at his feet.
After realizing he had been secretly turned, Ying Wu Xie's heart filled with icy despair, and he completely gave up.
He knew: he had been utterly defeated, with no hope of a comeback.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred!
Bang.
A soft explosion sounded, and Ying Wu Xie's soul together with Fang Yuan's immortal zombie body self-destructed in an instant.
The immortal zombie body, covered in dao marks, and Ying Wu Xie's soul all turned into nutrients, offered as a sacrifice to the Spring Autumn Cicada.
The Spring Autumn Cicada activated!
A wisp of green light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes and vanished.
The Spring Autumn Cicada re-entered the River of Time.
Fang Yuan was shocked and turned pale!
“What’s going on? How could this happen! The Spring Autumn Cicada was specially infused, how could Ying Wu Xie activate it?”
“No! Look at his expression then—he had no fighting spirit left, so how could he activate my Spring Autumn Cicada?! Could he also be acting?”
“The Spring Autumn Cicada is mine; I even took extra precautions—how could Ying Wu Xie trigger it?”
Fang Yuan's heart was filled with shock and doubt.
All these questions left him puzzled.
Standing in place, Fang Yuan remained motionless, like a stone statue.
The shock came too suddenly.
Soon his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
“What should I do? How am I to face this?!”
Fang Yuan had previously relied on the Spring Autumn Cicada to turn the tide many times, rescuing the collapsing and supporting the tottering.
But now, seeing others use the Spring Autumn Cicada, he realized he had no means to respond!
His foundation in the Zhou Dao was truly too weak.
Without the Spring Autumn Cicada, he had hardly any accomplishment in this area.
“Did I miss something? What else have I not considered?” Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes; cold sweat dripped from his forehead to the corner of his eye and then down his cheek.
He could think of no answer. Fang Yuan shook his head and sighed.
“There’s nothing I can do; I’ve already done my utmost.”
At that time, if Fang Yuan had not followed the hint of the Star Immortal Venerable in his dream to exchange souls, he would have already utterly failed, unable to turn things over, and could not have reached this point.
“Could it be that I didn’t follow the Star Immortal Venerable’s intention to destroy the Supreme Immortal Fetus Gu, causing this anomaly?”
“The Spring Autumn Cicada hasn’t recovered yet; activating it now is a dead end!”
“No, that’s not right!”
Fang Yuan suddenly recalled that the Shadow Sect still had a trump card.
That is the ghostly face red lotus in the River of Time.
In an instant, a chill ran through his whole body, making his hairs stand on end.
“One must always prepare for the worst. If he succeeds in rebirth, what changes would happen on my side?” Fang Yuan was thinking this when he felt his vision begin to blur.
No, it wasn’t his vision that was blurring.
Rather, the whole world, under the power of the Zhou Dao, was becoming blurred.
Because Ying Wu Xie’s rebirth—everything was changing!
Whoosh!
Like wind rushing into his ears, Ying Wu Xie jerked, reacted, and involuntarily exclaimed: “How, how is this the River of Time? What’s happening! How was the Spring Autumn Cicada activated? How could my consciousness replace Fang Yuan and exist within the Spring Autumn Cicada?”
His doubts were no less than Fang Yuan’s.
Although he was the person involved, he thus muddled his way onto the River of Time.