"ah"
After Li Che left for a while, Yuan Kun woke up from his drowsiness and shook his big head. He felt that his head was dizzy and very uncomfortable.
"Why am I lying here? Aren't I polishing my combat body?"
Standing up from the ground, looking at the familiar environment around him, he had not yet fully woken up from his drowsiness.
The next second, a strange and huge flow of memory information poured into his mind, wildly impacting his thinking nerves, causing Yuan Kun to freeze on the spot.
It took a while for Yuan Kun to absorb the sudden surge of memory information, his face filled with astonishment, exclamation, and disbelief.
"I'm back again!"
Looking up at the sky blankly, Yuan Kun could not accept the reality that he was a "reborn person" for a while.
He was originally dead, but he was reborn in this era. The reason why he fell asleep just now was because he was awakening the memory of his previous life?
This sudden information was too confusing, too incredible, and he needed time to accept this almost dream-like memory.
He read the unfamiliar memory information over and over again, with his face sometimes excited and sometimes angry, like a drama master who was proficient in face-changing skills. His face changed so quickly that it was breathtaking.
"How could our witch clan decline? This is not true, it is not true."
Reading deeply to understand the memories that Li Che instilled in him, Yuan Kun's mind collapsed.
After all, he is still young and has too little experience. It will be difficult to maintain a stable mood when encountering big problems.
His eyes revealed deep despair and anger, and he did not want to believe that the memories left to him in his previous life would be true.
The prehistoric future is very unfriendly to the Wu clan, full of endless despair, with no glimmer of hope in sight.
Instigated by many supernatural beings and saints, the conflict between the two tribes of lich and witches intensified, and wars continued;
Xu Shi realized that the future of the Wu clan was worrying, so Tu Tuzu Wu volunteered to sacrifice himself and incarnate in reincarnation, leaving a way out for the Wu clan;
The Western Saint Zhunti plotted against the ten princes of the Demon Clan, the Golden Crow, and used the art of delusion to deceive the ten princes of the Golden Crow. As a result, countless creatures were burned to death in the sky on the tenth day. Kuafu, one of the most powerful witches in the Wu Clan, chased the sun and died. ;
In order to avenge the death of his friend Kuafu, Dayi, who was racing alongside Xingtian, drew his bow and shot the Golden Crow, and shot the Supreme Heart Arrow. In the end, only one of the ten Golden Crow princes remained;
The death of Kuafu, one of the most powerful witches of the witch clan, and the death of nine out of ten princes from the Golden Crow clan of the demon clan completely intensified the hatred between the two clans;
Although the top leaders of the two tribes knew that someone was behind the increasingly intensified conflicts between the two tribes, the hatred between the two tribes at that time had reached an unending level, and only a fight to the death could resolve the conflict.
The final battle between the two Lich tribes ended with both sides losing. The tribesmen suffered numerous casualties. The Demon King and the Ancestral Witch all fell, and all their hegemony was in vain;
Due to the war between the two Lich clans, the prehistoric era was devastated, and the ancestor of water, Wu Gonggong, even stormed Mount Buzhou in anger. As a result, the two Lich clans were suppressed by all forces, and the lives of the two Lich clans became increasingly difficult in the years to come;
The Wu Clan is trapped in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the north. They are monitored by all forces and cannot wander freely in the wilderness. The Monster Clan is slightly better than the Wu Clan, but not much better. Most of the strong men of the Monster Clan are destined to be mounts.
Yuan Kun was a little witch from the Wu clan in his previous life. He had been living in the Shiwan Mountains in the north since he was born. He had been trapped in that desolate land all his life and had never really seen the wonders of the ancient times.
It was not until the Great Catastrophe of the Gods that all the saints fought, and the world collapsed. Unfortunately, his previous life was affected and he died. Only then was he reborn and returned to the ancient world, and awakened the memory of his previous life.
Looking back at the memories of his past life as if watching a movie, Yuan Kun couldn't help but shed tears of blood. His heart was filled with grief and anger, and he was burning with hatred.
If he hadn't awakened the memory of his past life, he would never have imagined that the future of the Wu clan would be so miserable and hopeless.
The Lich War, the fall of the ancestral witch, and his dominance was in vain. He was also trapped in the Shiwan Mountain like a prisoner by all forces in the ancient world, with no freedom for the rest of his life.
How could the Wu Clan be treated like this!
He hates, hates saints, hates those with great supernatural powers, hates all those who plot against the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is the descendant of the bloodline of Pangu, and should not have such a desperate future.
But even though he was filled with hatred and burning with hatred, it was difficult for him to make changes. He was just a little witch, and he couldn't do anything to those superior supernatural beings and saints.
"A saint, a person with great supernatural powers."
The hatred in his eyes was like fire, and his face was fierce and ferocious, but perhaps because of his "rebirth", his thinking remained calm, and he understood that hatred could not solve the problem, and that he needed strong strength as support.
Hatred without the support of strength is ultimately like the moon in the water or the flower in the mirror. It is extremely illusory and cannot have any effect.
Strength is the foundation of everything. When he saw his previous life being bombarded by the saints in the aftermath of the chaos, he realized that without absolute strength, he could not even save his life, so how could he seek revenge.
"I must rise as quickly as possible and try my best to prevent the decline of the Wu clan."
He looked towards Buzhou Mountain, which stood majestically between heaven and earth in the distance. It was the holy mountain of the Wu clan's belief. His eyes gradually became firmer and he secretly swore in his heart that he would always protect the Wu clan like Buzhou Mountain.
"Awakening the memory of my past life and knowing the direction of future history, I will never sit back and let the regrets of the past happen again. Our Wu clan is a descendant of Pangu's bloodline and should stand at the top of all races in the ancient world."
Maybe it's nature. Anyone who is reborn has great ambitions and courage to reverse the trend of history and redeem the past regrets. Yuan Kun, the man-made reborn person, is no exception.
At the same time, reborn people also have a natural, mysterious self-confidence that seems to be engraved deep in their souls, and they firmly believe that they can rise and change the future.
"Should I tell you ancestral witches what will happen in the future?"
His heart gradually calmed down, and Yuan Kun immediately fell into deep thought.
Telling the Twelve Ancestral Witches about the future and reminding the Twelve Ancestral Witches to take countermeasures in advance is undoubtedly the best way to deal with it, but after thinking about it carefully, he rejected this idea.
"When the time is right, let's find another opportunity to tell you ancestral witches!"
If I suddenly tell the Twelve Ancestral Witches that the future of the witch clan will be miserable and hopeless, will the Twelve Ancestral Witches believe it?
How can he, a little witch who has not even reached the Taiyi realm, be able to predict the future?
And with his current status, he is not qualified to go to Pangu Palace to meet the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches are very busy. Unless they are great witches, they cannot see the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He is a small mysterious witch who usually cannot see the face of the great witches, let alone the Twelve Ancestral Witches who are in charge of the entire witch clan.
"Ha, the top priority should still be to improve my strength. As long as I become stronger, I can save the regrets of the Wu Clan and end the decline of the Wu Clan."
With a slight wry smile, Yuan Kun adjusted his mentality and began to think about the next step.
Although the natural bloodline of his body is not too bad, it is not the talent of a genius and monster. If he wants to become stronger in a short time, he needs to use extraordinary methods.
In the past, he wouldn't have been able to do anything, but it was different now. After awakening the memory of his past life, he could just find what he needed from the memory of his past life.
The era of his previous life was countless years away from the present, and he was proficient in many magical powers and secrets that had not yet appeared in this era, and there was always one of them that suited him.
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