Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 1439

Chapter 1439 Boundless Paragon II: Time Washing Tribulation

Wang Wei did not hesitate to walk on this endless path. The first thing he noticed was his vision was useless, and he was not only referring to his [Existence Sight]. All his normal and extraordinary senses were useless as he only saw an endless darkness and a bit of light that was barely enough to show the path.

"Is Time useless here?" Wang Wei talked to himself. "No, useless, but stretched out and distorted. A single second in this place might feel like billions of Yuan Epochs."

Wang Wei walked forward, talking to himself to distract his mind. Although he did not mind the solitude, this approach was an excellent way to ensure his mind remained sharp for the duration of this Time Washing Tribulation. However, Wang Wei soon noticed an anomaly.

"My memory is eroding," Wang Wei muttered. His memories were not disappearing but fading; in other words, their effects on his personality and being were slowly being stripped away. "If I let it happen, my personality will forever change into Heaven knows what." _{freēwebnovel.com}

Now he knew the problem, Wang Wei set out to solve them. Instead of talking to himself, he started reviewing his memories from his time on Earth to his reincarnation; he did not miss a single memory, even indulging himself in the happier and more exciting ones. This method proved effective as Wang Wei quelled the fading, but that was only for a moment.

The interesting thing about time is it can change anything. After indulging in his memories over and over, Wang Wei soon felt the process was meaningless. It did not matter how many times he relived his sexy time with his wife after doing it more than a million times; the process inevitably became boring and a chore.

"It's fine if it's a chore. I can just consider it like a job back on Earth," Wang Wei muttered. He repeated this tedious task over and over without an end. It did not matter whether billions, trillions, or quintillions of yuan epochs had passed; he reviewed his memories and preserved his personality, ambitions, love, and everything else he held dear.

Before this test, Wang Wei could have proudly said his mind was harder than steel, and he had long conquered the negative emotions known as loneliness; he could even push himself and said he did so with the Pagoda Trial. However, this tribulation showed an even more horrifying level: loneliness with boringness.

It was difficult to describe the pain of repeating the same task without stopping for infinity. At many points, he felt he was just a robot whose sole purpose was to repeat these tasks. He almost believed his free will and agency were non-existent, and his sole purpose in this world was to do this task. Such a thought induced tremendous fear in a man who pursued absolute freedom.

The good news is he survived and held on to his humanity. He preserved his memories, personality, and all his dreams and ambitions. Additionally, there was an additional benefit: he had learned a new form of torture. In the future, when he meets powerful Inextinguishable Paragons who do an excellent job protecting their timeline, he'll torture them with his own version of this tribulation to break their willpower.

Wang Wei continued walking forward; he had long lost hope of seeing the light at the end of this path. He could not distract himself from his task, and he had to prevent the task from consuming him. With all these things on his plate, he abandoned looking ahead to see if he was close to the exit.

Luckily, he did since this tribulation had just started. When Time failed to erode his memories, it did not give up. Instead, it targeted something else — his emotions. One of Wang Wei's core personality is his love for his sect and all its people. He considered them his people and thus had some level of affection for everyone — including the lowest of maids.

The tribulation started with these people. When reviewing his memories, Wang Wei had subtly become indifferent to these people, and he did not even notice it. In his mind, these people become nothing but aids, and their importance to him or the world in general was so small that it made them insignificant. He convinced himself it was more than enough that he remembered their faces and names.