The past, like a seamless prison, trapped Tao, the most adept in this field.
Fortunately, at this mont, she was parasitically on a Phoenix that could glimpse into the future,
feeling her gloom, Valentina quickly spoke up, diverting the topic elsewhere,
"Then what if we recorded them, if no more Transferees erged, and those knowledge were confined to paper, wouldn’t the threat be lessened?"
"...Perhaps, although many terrifying disasters were indeed caused by Transferees, and once they grew to fully preserve knowledge in so form, the disasters gradually vanished. But I don’t believe the Source of this Chaotic Knowledge would be so kind, that recording them would ensure peace. Events in the Spirit Realm, the Doomsday Prophecy, the war incited by that Fake God, and your dead husband are all evidence."
Hearing four clues, Valentina automatically locked onto the last one, and asked hurriedly,
"What does this have to do with Fisher? Aren’t you supposed to have... died a long ti ago? How could you have known Fisher? Unless, back during the battle at the base of the Wutong Tree, you were conscious, so you..."
"Haha, at that ti, my consciousness was sleeping in the roots, feeling nothing. If not for you coming near, my branches would never have touched other souls, and I might have stayed there forever, waiting to perish with the world... I did indeed et him, but that was long, long ago, perhaps... ten thousand years ago?"
"Ten thousand years ago?! Wouldn’t that an he lived for ten thousand years?"
Valentina instantly doubted Tao’s words’ authenticity, or could it be that Fisher truly lived for ten thousand years? Had an ancient being ten millennia old been the one she fell in love with and married?
This was really... too shocking and hard to accept (Though Fisher could easily accept it, should he be praised for that?).
"Are you a pig-brain, you trivial Phoenix?"
Luckily, Master Tao’s mocking voice doused her unrealistic fantasy with cold water,
"He didn’t live for ten thousand years, but returned to the past after leaving you. When I saw him, he was being pursued by the rules of Death, and I was curious why, when even Mythical Species like us didn’t know where the Death Goddess slumbers, he was directly pursued by the rules of Death... I even wondered at the ti if he had a bed-like intimacy with the Death Goddess."
"What intimate relationship? Stop saying! He..."
Master Tao chuckled, ignoring the Little Phoenix whose face suddenly blushed in startled response, and continued,
"Just saying nothing then... But now I finally know why. The Death Authority only beca entangled with Chaos and exposed after the Ideal Country incident, aning he returned to the past from the future; this explains everything."
"Returning from the future to... the past? Is that possible?"
"Precisely because it’s impossible that I say your dead husband is in big trouble."
Master Tao’s tone suddenly turned serious, clenching her teeth as she replied to Valentina,
"When he broke the rules of fate and returned to the past, he probably didn’t know how special he was. Only after confrontations with Chaos post-Ideal Country did I gradually realize the abnormality... During the ti on the Tree Continent, he once detonated the chaotic Seal hidden on him to threaten . It was chaos at the True God Level; once unleashed, surrounding rules would warp and collapse. I speculate he used this thod to explode the rules of fate, catapulting himself back to the past...
"But at that ti, that chaos had already detonated on him, yet everything on him showed no significant change! aning, though not at Mythical Rank yet, none of the ’rules’ composing his existence fractured as I feared!"
Valentina didn’t understand what this ant, but asked blankly and puzzled,
"Is this... special? Does it an Fisher has so resistance to Chaos?"
Master Tao sighed, explaining to Valentina,
"Trivial, you must know, all the material you see now, all existences, are secondary derivatives after countless layers of divine Authority power. Be it fate, material, life... or the soul, all are diminutive Creations, powers of the gods decayed countless tis. Therefore, in their weakness, they don’t possess the terrifying energy and nature of the original Authority, but rely possess their fragile appearance, allowing the conjunction and reaction of all things rules...
"So, the gods can place souls into life, let life exist in material, walk in fate, unify body and soul, and bring forth new rules and powerful new forces. But as a living creature’s power gradually strengthens, it will gradually generate the nature of Authority. Like when mythical species use their power, they react with surrounding rules, and when I use my power, peach blossoms grow, all phenona caused by surrounding rules being repelled or disturbed...
"Can you imagine if such a force grows as strong as a deity, what kind of horrifying reactions it would cause to the surrounding rules? That’s why, no matter the chaos in the world, even when the beloved child of the Main God dies before Them, They can never intervene using power. Not even the Fake God who battled fiercely with the Heavenly Lock and Fermat Baha did so, as throughout the war, They never wielded Authority, only using terrifying Magic to duel the two Demigods.
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