Divine Beast Creator-Chapter 172: Change_1

"If you’re referring to the Agunas from your memory, then indeed, it’s not."

Feng Yuan, with Xiao Ji perched on his head peeking down at him, calmly spoke as Drudgeon’s fluffy tail drooped in a sign of disappointment.

"Yeah... it can never come back..."

"Did you use its power to travel through time this time?"

"Half and half, I suppose, since it was just born, relying entirely on its power would have been a bit too forced."

"Let’s not talk about that anymore. Take me to that valley, will you? I remember you have a teleportation spell."

Drudgeon looked at Feng Yuan speechlessly and flicked his tail.

"The teleportation spell can only take us to specific locations, come with me."

Drudgeon hopped aside, and after a moment gestured for Feng Yuan to step onto the magic circle. Once Feng Yuan entered, Drudgeon leaped in after him. The magic circle activated, and, surrounded by the dense forest, Feng Yuan asked with some surprise,

"Where are we?"

"The forest outside the valley. We’ll enter the valley from this side."

Looking at the somewhat familiar cave in front of him, Feng Yuan turned to glimpse the dense forest behind him and said,

"Not bad, the environment’s been restored. Last time we were here, it was a burning forest, right?"

Drudgeon glanced at Feng Yuan but didn’t respond. Feng Yuan felt Agunas stir restlessly in his arms and lightly tapped the nose of Agunas, asking,

"What’s the matter? Want to walk on your own?"

Agunas jumped out of Feng Yuan’s arms and floated beside him, the ancient book hovering next to Agunas. The Dreaming Dragon Baby, surprised that Agunas could float, curiously circled around Agunas a few times. Casually swatting away the Dreaming Dragon Baby, Agunas floated, following alongside Feng Yuan.

"Proud..."

The Dreaming Dragon Baby looked up at Feng Yuan with a pitiful expression, seeking comfort. Feng Yuan gently stroked the Dreaming Dragon Baby’s head and smiled, saying,

"Agunas is a Divine Beast. Even if its power hasn’t fully recovered, it still possesses legendary-level strength. You’d best not provoke it."

Glancing at Agunas floating beside him, the Dreaming Dragon Baby sulkily coiled up on Feng Yuan’s shoulder, with its eyes scanning the surroundings.

Following Drudgeon for a while, Feng Yuan arrived at the valley once again, sighed, and located the items buried by Meng Binglan. He casually summoned pitch-black flames and threw them onto those items. The dark flames instantly devoured them, and as the flames extinguished, those items disappeared completely from the world.

"Is there a point in doing this?"

"At the very least, they’ll learn their lesson. When they dabble in things related to time, perhaps they’ll be more cautious."

"It’s redundant. Plus, do you think they’ll still remember this after the correction?"

"They will. The memories of the primary life forms involved in the changes won’t be affected. During the correction, they’ll be temporarily isolated from time."

"Hmm..."

All of a sudden, Feng Yuan clutched his left arm, bending over in pain. Drudgeon watched Feng Yuan calmly, his ears drooping, tail sweeping back and forth. Xiao Ji and the Dreaming Dragon Baby anxiously watched Feng Yuan, occasionally making worried noises.

The sealing patterns on Feng Yuan’s arm rapidly receded, and, placing his left hand on the ground, a pitch-black sickle suddenly appeared in his palm. The next moment, the dark sickle shattered like a gemstone hitting the ground, turning into specks of starlight. After sighing, Feng Yuan flexed his left arm and said,

"I can’t use the Power of Death in the short term, can I..."

"Ji!"

Bending down, Feng Yuan stroked the worried-looking Xiao Ji and laughed, saying,

"Don’t worry~ It’s just that I temporarily can’t use the Power of Death~ Besides, with you here, safety isn’t an issue~"

"Ji!"

Seeing Xiao Ji anxiously pointing at itself with its little wings, Feng Yuan scratched his head in confusion as Drudgeon’s resigned voice rang in his ear,

"What’s up with your hair?"

Feng Yuan, puzzled, watched as Drudgeon gestured with his paw, and a mirror made of ice appeared in front of Feng Yuan. Although the reflection wasn’t perfect, through the mirror, Feng Yuan saw the blurry image of himself and laughed, touching Xiao Ji and saying,

"You mean the white hair? It’s just a result of the imbalance in power. The Power of Death can’t be used at the moment and has also been weakened, and I am currently linked with the White Wolf Deity, leading to an excess of light-side power. Once I go back and sever the connection, it’ll return to normal."

"But don’t you think this white hair makes me look pure?"

Xiao Ji looked at Feng Yuan doubtfully, then touched Xiao Ji’s head. Feng Yuan nodded at Agunas floating beside him, and Agunas, holding an ancient book, tossed it into the air and began to chant in an unknown tongue. Watching Feng Yuan surrounded by golden characters, Drudgeon silently flicked its tail.

"I’m back~"

"Eh?!"

Seeing himself in the middle of nowhere, Feng Yuan looked around with confusion, only to find Qi Chen, holding Ah Mu with a complex expression, watching him. Feng Yuan, perplexed, said to Qi Chen,

"What happened? Where is everyone else?"

Qi Chen remained silent for a while as if he didn’t know how to respond, then sighed after a moment and said,

"Just now, E Hua Temple and the others suddenly disappeared. It looks a bit like a correction of time."

"So E Hua Temple is also related to the Transcend Sect... That’s good, maybe Duomeng isn’t dead..."

Upon hearing Feng Yuan’s words, Qi Chen, realizing what he meant, said with some relief,

"That’s true... This could be a good thing..."

Agunas looked at Feng Yuan wearily and without waiting for a response, crawled into the hood of Feng Yuan’s jacket to rest. Feng Yuan, surveying his surroundings, said with resignation,

"Although it may be a good thing, appearing in such a place in the middle of the night... it would be difficult to explain if the teacher caught us..."

"No choice, let’s go, we should hurry back."

In the night, the two hurried through the woods, the calls of animals occasionally sounding as if to see them off.

"As long as we catch this group, the Transcend Sect’s base in Maomu City will basically be wiped out, prepare to move!"

Captain Yang was issuing orders to the officers when space twisted and changed. Seeing the Transcend Sect followers far away disappear with the officers by his side, Captain Yang’s face soured. After making a phone call and hanging up, the hand holding the phone slowly lowered, and with eyes closed and a mix of emotions, he murmured low, freewebnσvel.cѳm

"The Transcend Sect has disappeared... have you altered history again... What price did you pay this time..."

Bai Mao reached out to wipe a tear from Captain Yang’s eyes, who then patted Bai Mao’s back and sighed,

"Let’s go back. We’ll find him and get some answers tomorrow..."

"Please, do me a favor~"

"Am I begging you, would that work?"

"Why! It’s just a simple task for you!"

Meng Binglan was on the phone, and as space warped, the documents in her hand vanished abruptly, and the voice on the other end of the call disappeared too. Confused, she brought the phone close to her face, looked at the locked screen, flipped through her call log with some trembling, and dialed that familiar number.

"Hello..."

"I want to ask about the Transcend Sect."

"There’s nothing?"

"Really nothing?"

"Then... what would be the price for repeatedly correcting a piece of history..."

"No! I would never do such a thing!"

"Mind your own business!"

After hanging up the phone agitatedly, Meng Binglan took a deep breath to calm herself, staring blankly at the phone. A moment later, she called Captain Yang as if to recount something.

Professor Yan, who was searching for information on the computer, noticed that all the news about the Transcend Sect that had been scrolling on the bottom right of the screen had disappeared. After searching a few keywords, Professor Yan fell silent for a while, glanced at the phone beside him, noted the current time, sighed, and resumed his search for information on the computer.

"Phew~ Made it~"

Sitting down on the bus, Feng Yuan let out a sigh of relief. Qi Chen, with a complex expression, looked at Feng Yuan and asked,

"What did you sacrifice?"