Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Bai Yichen's memories came flooding back like a tide, each scene clear and profound. He remembered that he had once been the brightest star in the heavens, fighting alongside his many close friends to protect this land.

However, a sudden disaster caused him to lose everything, including his memories and loved ones.

Now, as his memory was restored, those forgotten past events gradually reappeared in his mind. He saw every bit of the past and also saw the hard work he had put in to find the lost memories.

Bai Yichen took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner excitement.

Although my memory is recovering little by little, my head hurts terribly from thinking too much.

He rubbed his temples, trying to ease the discomfort. However, the memories buried deep in his heart emerged one after another like sand washed by the tide, making him unable to ignore them.

"Perhaps, I should sort out these memories." Bai Yichen thought to himself. He knew that these memories not only related to his past, but also closely related to his future path.

So he found a quiet place, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated.

He began to try to sort out and classify these complex memories, hoping to find some useful clues or inspiration.

As his memories gradually became clearer, Bai Yichen found that he had gained a new understanding. He understood why he had lost his memory and why he had embarked on a journey to find his memory.

Twenty thousand years ago, a great war between gods and demons took place in heaven.

This battle was earth-shattering. The gods and demons were evenly matched and the fighting was extremely brutal.

Within the heavens, the stars dimmed, the winds and clouds shifted, and it seemed as if the entire celestial realm trembled. The gods and demons, each displaying their magical powers, shone with brilliance, weaving together a breathtaking scene.

He led his 100,000 elite soldiers, fought bravely, engaged in a desperate battle with the demons, and vowed to defend the safety of heaven to the death.

It was a decisive battle that hinged on the fate of the heavens, every moment a test of life and death. Every battle was like purgatory, blood staining the earth red and wailing echoing across the sky.

Relying on his extraordinary strength and firm will, Bai Yichen was invincible on the battlefield, repelling the enemy's attacks time and time again, making great achievements in defending the heaven, and becoming a god of war whose name shook the heaven.

In this great war, countless fearless heroes and mysterious magicians emerged. Some wielded divine weapons, some rode mythical beasts, charging bravely across the battlefield, slaying the enemy. Every clash was accompanied by deafening roars and dazzling displays of light, a sight to behold.

However, this war also brought untold suffering and devastation. Countless innocent lives were lost in the calamity, and the hatred and resentment between the gods and demons burned like a raging fire, difficult to quell.

As time passed, the war intensified. Both the gods and demons paid a heavy price, but neither could achieve a decisive victory. Just then, a mysterious and powerful being appeared. Wielding a divine sword shimmering with endless light, he swung it forth, instantly severing the entanglement between the gods and demons.

With the appearance of this powerful figure, the war between gods and demons finally came to an end. The heavens returned to their former tranquility and peace, but the shadow of this war remained forever in the hearts of the people. It made people deeply aware of the cruelty and ruthlessness of war, and made them cherish the hard-earned peace and tranquility even more.

"So this is the meaning of my existence," Bai Yichen muttered to himself. He felt an unprecedented power surge in his heart, which was his firm belief in the future and his deep understanding of his own value.

When Bai Yichen opened his eyes again, they shone with a brighter light. He knew that he was no longer the lost and helpless self. He had his own goals and direction, and he had the motivation to strive for them.

In the days that followed, Bai Yichen, Xue Yao, and the others continued their journey. Together, they experienced countless challenges and difficulties, but each time they were successfully overcome with mutual trust and support. Their relationship also became deeper and stronger in the process.

Bai Yichen knows that he still has a long way to go and a lot to do, but he believes that as long as he has love and faith in his heart, he will be able to go further and fly higher.

However, just when the battle was about to be won, an unexpected change occurred. A mysterious force suddenly descended from the sky and enveloped Bai Yichen.

He felt an unprecedented pain coming from his head, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was in a strange place and his memory had disappeared without a trace. He didn't know who he was or why he was there.

He could only rely on his instinct to find his identity and past in the vast crowd.

Bai Yichen frowned, held his head in his hands, and recalled painfully.

Those blurred images, like torn scrolls, flashed through his mind, yet he could not piece them together into a complete memory. He tried to grasp those fragments, but they seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, unable to reach them.

"What...what on earth is this?" Bai Yichen groaned in pain, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He felt a strong sense of helplessness surge in his heart, as if he had been drawn into that endless darkness again.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Mr. Bai, don't be afraid. I will always be by your side until you regain all your memories."

Bai Yichen raised his head and saw Xue Yao's eyes full of concern and determination. Her eyes were like a bright light, illuminating the darkness in his heart and giving him endless courage and strength.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He knew he couldn't just give up. He still had an unfinished mission, and there were still lives waiting for him to save.

So, he closed his eyes again and began to try to touch those vague memories. This time, he did not grab them blindly like before, but calmed down and carefully felt the information in those fragments.

As he worked hard, the blurry images gradually became clearer. He saw himself fighting alongside Xueyao, and saw himself bravely fighting to defend the heavens. He felt the determination and perseverance in his heart, and also felt his longing for peace and tranquility.

"So... I really am the God of War!" Bai Yichen muttered to himself. His eyes gleamed with an unprecedented light, a light of self-recognition and affirmation.

He knew that although he had lost his memory, the glory and mission of the God of War would never fade away. He would continue to move forward, fighting to the end to defend the heavens and protect peace.

Xue Yao gently held Bai Yichen's hand, offering him silent support. She knew that Bai Yichen's heart must be filled with mixed emotions at the moment. But she also believed that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would be able to face them bravely.

"Mr. Bai, the past is past and we cannot change it. But we can cherish the present and grasp the future." Xue Yao said gently.