The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Shen Yingsi slowly opened his eyes, sat up with some difficulty, and was somewhat disoriented as he looked at the empty room.

He looked down, clutching his head which was throbbing with pain, and heard a male voice in his ear.

"Shen Yingsi, what does this dream mean?"

Shen Yingsi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Chi Qing, who had suddenly appeared, staring at him with a gloomy expression.

In the dream—but that was just a dream—he has been reborn! Everything has started anew.

Shen Yingsi suddenly became agitated. Ignoring his injuries, he got up to get out of bed, but accidentally fell.

He struggled to stand up but suddenly couldn't move.

"I'm asking you, what was the meaning of your dream? What did you mean by what you said before you woke up?"

Shen Yingsi was breathing weakly and didn't want to pay any attention to Chi Qing.

He still couldn't quite understand what Chi Qing was saying. Did he say something at the end of the dream?

Shen Yingsi closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time. Chi Qing didn't need Shen Yingsi's reply either.

“If you won’t tell me, then I will. You have been reborn. Or rather, time has reversed and everything has gone back to the past, but your memories continue to move forward.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yingsi silently clenched his fist.

Chi Qing walked up step by step, stood in front of Shen Yingsi, and looked down at him.

"You killed everyone, now that you've been reborn, what do you want to do?"

After asking that question, Chi Qing added, "No, there's nothing you can do. All you can do is accept your fate."

Shen Yingsi suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of ruthlessness: "Destiny, what is destiny? Only a coward like you would attribute everything to the word destiny. Take your fatalistic theory and go back to the Heavenly Realm, or I will definitely kill you."

Chi Qing remained unmoved, even showing a hint of pity in his eyes: "You can't kill me, because your life is to save the immortals of Heaven who are about to perish and the mortal realm who are on the verge of collapse. Look at you, you fought desperately, but in the end, nothing was changed. Even if you did it a thousand times over, you still wouldn't change anything. So you have no choice but to accept your fate."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yingsi's body suddenly stiffened, and he began to feel inexplicably panicked. Yes, why was he given a second chance at life?

If he could do it all over again, he could do it a million times.

The last sentence? The last sentence in his dream?

"The last thing I said in the dream was that I was about to wake up, so why are you talking to me about rebirth and destiny?"

Shen Yingsi suddenly broke free from the magic and raised his head, looking at Chi Qing with a mocking expression.

At this moment, Chi Qing's mind was still filled with the scene of the celestial beings sacrificing themselves, and as he looked at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but wonder whether he was the savior of all living beings or a demon who plundered everything.

"Are we starting all over again? I heard that sentence clearly. Shen Yingsi, that dream was your past life. It really happened. You killed everyone! Now that we're starting over, you still want to kill people!"

"Why not kill me? You shouldn't have gone to such lengths to bring me into this world. You should have turned me into a mindless, soulless artifact. I'm not an object; I'm a human being. Humans have their own selfish desires, and humans live for themselves. So what if I kill people? Humans, demons, and all of you damned gods—I won't let a single one of you go!"

Shen Yingsi roared, and the murderous intent in his eyes aroused anger in Chi Qing's heart.

Thinking of the scene of the immortals dying in his dream, Chi Qing could not control his anger. He squatted down, grabbed Shen Yingsi's head, and slammed him hard against the ground again and again.

Blood seeped into the floor, but Shen Yingsi remained silent; the only sound in the room was the thumping of the floorboards.

Chi Qing grabbed his head and stopped when she noticed the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you awake now?"

Shen Yingsi's forehead was still wrapped in bandages, but the blood seeping through stained his fair cheeks red. Blood mixed with tears slid down his chin and dripped onto the ground.

"Hahaha…"

The laughter was eerie and desolate, making Chi Qing's scalp tingle.

Chi Qing released his grip, and Shen Yingsi collapsed to the ground like a dead man, motionless.

He comforted you, saying, "You are a god, chosen by the heavens. No one in this world has a better life than you. Your memory has not regressed, perhaps the heavens are telling you to stop making futile struggles."

Shen Yingsi's laughter grew louder. Seeing this, Chi Qing suddenly remembered that before he became an immortal, he would habitually consult a divination to predict good or bad fortune no matter what he did.

Despite this, he still had to do many things he knew were dangerous. He tried every possible way to choose a path without any risks, but often ended up on a more dangerous one.

Everything is preordained.

"When I was a child, my father was just a humble fortune teller on the street. But in my eyes, he was the greatest diviner in the world. He told me that from the day everything is born, the destiny of each thing is predetermined. A person's birth, family background, personality, talents, the people they meet, and the events they encounter are all predetermined. Once these are predetermined, what they will do, what achievements they will attain, and what ending they will have are all set in stone. I have been in charge of the destiny of all things in the world for thousands of years, and everyone, from birth, lives a life that is almost exactly as their destiny is shown. Stop struggling, and stop having any other thoughts. How do you know that your thoughts right now might also be part of the calculations of the heavens?"

Chi Qing stood up, looked down at him, and seeing that he didn't react, continued speaking.

"When we first met, I told you about your destiny, and you chose to accept it gladly, which is good. However, this destiny is not in your own hands. Whether you choose to accept it or resist it, the final outcome will be the same. You see, even if you later become a god, the ending will not change. Gods protect all living beings, but the living beings will never give gods the right to be above them. You were the one who told me this. Come back soon, God of the Green Lamp."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Qing disappeared from the room.

Chi Qing's mind kept flashing back to the scenes from his dream. He was determined to find out the variable that caused Shen Yingsi's change in his previous life.

Inside the room, Shen Yingsi got up and leaned against the bed, a Qingyun spear suddenly appearing in his hand.

His head was throbbing, yet he was incredibly clear-headed.

If he had accepted his fate in his previous life, obediently become a god, and saved all living beings, then he would not have been reborn.

So even if he starts over thousands or tens of thousands of times, he can't change anything, because if the ending changes, time will go backward until the original ending is reached.

The last sentence in his dream, the one he couldn't remember, meant that this world might have started countless times over.

But this time he had memories, and Wen Li had memories too, but no one knew whether all of this was within the Heavenly Dao's expectations.

Sunlight streamed in through the doors and windows, casting a light on half of Shen Yingsi's face, but he felt no warmth whatsoever.

How do you know if your thoughts right now are also part of the calculations of Heaven?

Chi Qing's voice still seemed to echo in Shen Yingsi's ears.

He covered his left eye with his hand, answering in his mind.

I bet it won't happen.