In the moment disaster struck, no one knew what had happened.

Perhaps the calls of all beings truly molded a deity beneath the ripples of the Earth Sea.

In an instant, an unbeatable will swept across the Four Continents.

The ripples of the Earth Sea were isolated beyond the sky barrier, and meanwhile, the crust stabilized again, and the sky began to return to normal.

"Isn't this quite alright?" Zhang Ze looked at the monitor and asked.

Li, "But everything comes with a price; the result of some wishes might not be what you desire."

Zhang Ze, "What do you mean?"

"Well..." Li pinched both of its chins, pondering how to give an example. After a while, its small hand clapped, "Fuji!"

Once Li mentioned Fuji, Zhang Ze immediately understood.

In Thousand Mechanism Town, the most mystical thing was neither the Buddhist Temple at the east end of the town nor Tang's chained talisman, but Fuji's lucky little pendant.

When you make a wish with this trinket, it often gets a response.

But because the responses usually come from Little Fuji, these wishes often get twisted into something bizarre.

So, even though it's effective, it's truly of no use.

For example, a young man named Chen wished to join the Beast Taming Sect but lacked talent and was unwilling to cultivate hard, so he wished to the great Fuji that he would attract the attention of a top Spirit Beast.

After making the wish, the young man accompanied it with a small mushroom from his hometown as a tribute and then drifted to sleep.

And Little Fuji indeed kept its promise, fulfilling the young man's wish by the next morning.

This Little Fuji went to the mountains of the Northern Territory overnight, dragging a two-thousand-pound Mystic Tiger Bear out of hibernation, and gave it a thrashing.

After the bear was beaten into submission, it was brought to the young man's home overnight, chained with a black iron chain to the head of the young man's bed.

The next morning, the boy, full of Yang Qi, awoke forcibly, and as he reached out to exercise and refresh himself,

Before he could grasp his target, he saw a wicked gaze staring straight at him.

A furry big hand gently placed on the young man's lower abdomen...

Subsequently, the room was filled with a buzz of cicadas.

In short, regardless of the process and outcome, the young man indeed caught the attention of a top Spirit Beast.

Of course, the fact that the young man saw through worldly concerns and entered the Buddhist Gate a week later is another story...

Thinking about the wonders of Fuji, Zhang Ze asked, "What wishes did you make back then?"

Li, "It wasn't really wishing, just instinctive contemplation of every sentient being in the face of disaster, in the struggle between life and death."

Zhang Ze was silent for a moment before saying, "In times of danger, we want to forget pain, to seek shelter, to continue living."

"Exactly." Li climbed onto Zhang Ze's shoulder, trying its best to convey the feelings it experienced back then.

Under a disaster like the apocalypse, the will of the Four Continents accepted the anguish and despair of all beings like a nurturing mother.

Some wanted to return home, some wanted to unearth buried family members, some hid in the corner, sobbing in darkness.

Some made one last effort to salvage the already doomed plan.

Some regretted why they weren't strong enough, why they couldn't protect those they wished to protect.

Countless beliefs and wishes turned into a storm that connected all beings on the Four Continents.

'If only the primordial tides never existed, how wonderful it would be?'

'Why didn't I die during the escape?'

'If the plan had been more meticulous, if...'

Driven by 'instinct,' the Four Continents, like a newborn 'mother,' took all these wishes wholesale.

Yet, the compassion of Heavenly Dao didn't seem to be a good thing either.

The will of the Four Continents began fulfilling these wishes in its own way.

The sky barrier was reinforced again, memories related to the Earth Sea and the exhilarating escape were erased entirely.

The technological creations proving the existence of the exile era turned into blocks of rock, with only some preserved by chance encounters.

For instance, Luoyu Mountain in Chang State, and the starship engine fused with Xiangxiang.

All traces of the past were erased, yet the newborn plan did not cease, it continued under the will of the Four Continents in another form.

The tides of the Earth Sea appeared again, but this time under the guidance of the will of the Four Continents.

The Amber Dragons serving as settlement cores emitted painful wails; with the loss of memory, the mutation accelerated.

Not just them, some special individuals among the tribes also underwent mutations in this wave dominated by the will of the Four Continents.

One after another, Innate Gods and Demons stood upon the earth.

Meanwhile, those most crucial ecological cabins forming the foundation of the newborn plan were also swallowed by the Four Continents and sent into the depths of the Earth Sea.

After all this ended, the Four Continents returned to tranquility once more.

Under the sky where the Earth Sea was invisible, the surviving tribes crawled from the ruins, gazing around bewildered.

Once united in facing difficult times, those experiences were forgotten along with those painful memories.

Bewildered, they instinctively huddled with their own kind, and while remaining wary of other alien races, they sought weapons to protect themselves.

Divisions and opposition began once again...

Li released its hand pressed against Zhang Ze's forehead.

"The era of exile ends, and the Primordial descends."

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"Is there anyone in this world who both harms and protects me, and is both a child and my mother?"