Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 909

Chapter 909 Primordial Desolate

"You don't have to worry. Based on your response to my questions, you might survive this encounter," said Wang Wei, who sensed the unease of this Primordial God.

Wang Wei's words made the God's mouth almost twitch; his first instinct was to roar to admonish this little creature who was audacious enough to say such a thing to him, but he dared not.

He survived that terrible war. As a result, he lost many things, one of which is his pride as an Innate Creature. Once upon a time, they roamed the world as the noblest creatures between Heaven and Earth.

Unfortunately, the war trampled on that pride. The human racea?? once a weak tribe that needed their protection, a weak tribe that they disdained to look at and associate with, a weak tribe that some treated as fooda?? successfully rebelled against them.

These weak creatures grew to heights the Innate Demon Gods could not fathom and slaughtered their kind, forcefully pushing them off the top of the pyramid chain.

The Primordial God knew how scary these tiny creatures were.

After all, the human race fought both the Primordial Gods and the Innate Demons and won. Although the war soon escalated to encompass thousands of other races, these three were still the main fighters.

"Let's have a conversation," continued Wang Wei. "However, it's hard to communicate with my head raised. If you don't mind, please shrink your body."

"You...Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Wang Wei looked at him, "I thought you had accepted the reality of your circumstances. However, it seems it's not true."

He waved his hand, and the giant creature shrunk to the size of a normal human.

"How do I address you?"

The Primordial God paused momentarily before sighing deeply, "I am known as Primordial Desolate."

"Primordial Desolate," he muttered. "This name seems to be of some significance."

'Of course, it was,' thought Primordial Desolate. In his era, only the Primordial God with the noblest bloodline could use the word [Primordial] in their names.

'Unfortunately, now, it's meaningless.'

Wang Wei no longer continued this subject.

"I have a few questions about the past. If you don't mind, please answer."

"What do you want to know?"

"Firstly, how did the war end?"

Primordial Desolate took a moment to recollect before frowning, "My memory is a little blurry. However, I remember, near the end, our sidea??which was losinga??suddenly had the advantage, pushing the Acquired Side to a dangerous level.

"We captured world after world, forcing them to migrate to their Headquarters. However, on the cusp of our victory, their side suddenly brought out a formation:

"The Heaven Mending Formation."

Fear flashed in the Primordial God's eyes as he uttered the name of the formation.

"Twelve of the best Emperors of the Acquired Life, including your ancestor, the Heaven Opening Emperor, each leading a node of the formation. After that, the war was basically over.

"They slaughtered my kind without remorse, including children, women, and the elderly. Finally, we realized our end was inevitable, so the leaders called for a mass ascension to the upper dimension, saving as many lives as possible."

Wang Wei listened quietly, ignoring Primordial Desolate's attempt to use his empathy. He knew how cruel these Innate Demon Gods treated the human race before his ancestor opened the Dao for all sentient beings.

"You said you had a sudden revitalization near the end of the war.

Do you know why?"

"It seems I can't remember," replied Primordial Desolate with a frown; he immediately noticed such an anomaly. After all, he is a 6Star Primarch and probably one of the strongest. Yet, his memories were failing him.

Wang Wei was not surprised. During this conversation, he used his Time Dao to check the past and see if the latter was telling the truth. However, he discovered the time stamp around the Null Era contained a weird power.

Someone seemed to have manipulated the River of Time, blurring the events of that time to hide certain information or truth.

'Most events in history are connected to the upper dimension in one way or the other. So, the same should be said for the Null Era and that battle between Innate and Acquire.

"Why did you survive? What is your mission for staying in the lower dimension?" asked Wang Wei, who knew he could not find the truth today. Anyway, he already had some theories and could verify it later on.

"I was chosen to remain here, hoping to revive our kind in the lower dimension."

"That's it?" he asked; he could guess as much. How could the Innate Demon Gods give up the entire Qi Luck of the Lower Dimension?

"Isn't that enough?" asked Primordial Desolate in confusion.

'It's either this guy is clueless, or I'm reading too much into the situation.'

"Last question: why did you allow my ancestor to steal your heart?"

asked Wang Wei. He knew how powerful this guy was, so it made no sense for Ancient Desolate to succeed in stealing his heart.

Primordial Desolate smiled wryly. He did not wake up after Wang Chong was lucky enough to survive his means and entered the core area of this hall.

He was severely injured from the war and had to seal himself to survive. Furthermore, a few Great Emperors would barge into his sleeping place and challenge him. Although most were a nuisance, a few severely damaged him; he remembered two of them especially, both from the same sect.

As such, when Wang Chong studied his body and walked in a path similar to his ancestor, he did not care. After all, to him, the latter was nothing but an ant walking around him.

My means were discovered and eliminated," explained Primordial Desolate. "Then, that thief dared to use the word [Desolate] as his Emperor name. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}