Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

At this point, Zhao Chuan was in imminent danger. The World Tree approached Zhao Chuan, and he was in a dark space.

Where am I?!

Zhao Chuan struggled to his feet, scratched his head, and looked at the sliver of light in the darkness.

"What's this!"

Zhao Chuan walked blankly toward the light, getting closer and closer until he touched it, and the entire dark scene was enveloped in white light.

Before him lay a burial ground shrouded in the smoke of war. The towering city walls had been torn down, and a cold, snow-white wind blew against the symphony of death. War had ravaged the world. Zhao Chuan saw a boy wearing a badge with green petals and braids on both sides, holding a harp in his hands, with a small, round, ball-like elf beside him.

"Dekalapian, your tyranny will come to an end here!"

Then a fierce wind arose, the divine position collapsed, a thousand winds swept and the earth trembled. Not only did the boy die in the thousand winds at that moment, but right in front of Zhao Chuan, he couldn't bear it and wanted to go forward to help him, but everything was in vain.

In the blink of an eye, what appeared before Zhao Chuan was the still-unestablished Liyue. At this moment, the Geo Archon and the other demon gods received an invitation from the Heavenly Principles, and a message appeared in their minds: "Nowadays, the number of demon gods is increasing day by day, each ruling their own territory, making them difficult to manage."

Therefore, this proclamation declares that the world will be divided into seven parts. You demon gods may compete among yourselves for supremacy. The seven who emerge victorious will remain in the mortal realm to rule over humanity, bearing the title of the Seven Rulers of the Mortal World, and will be worshipped by the common people.

The era of the war between demons and gods has already begun.

"Morax, how much strength do you now have to fight against all of you demon gods?"

"Alas, in this world, demons and gods have risen together. Although I have no intention of conquering Zhuolu, I know the suffering of the common people. I hope you will disperse here to avoid being killed."

Zhao Chuan watched as the Rock King Emperor, wielding a long spear, fought against numerous demons and gods, unleashing elemental power that devastated the ground and caused widespread suffering.

Feeling sorry for him, he tried to help again, but as he jumped, the scene before his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Chuan watched as his hands pounded the ground.

"Is this inside the World Tree? Why can't I contact them? Damn it!"

He shouted, filled with resentment.

When Zhao Chuan looked up again, all he could see was a dark purple sky, and a purple aura was floating on the ground. At that moment, he heard shouts, biting, crying, and arrogance.

A horde of demons, baring their fangs and claws, charged toward the highest mountain.

"Hold on, the general will come back, everyone hold on."

Fox Palace rallied the soldiers, who shouldered their weapons to fend off the onslaught of the demons.

"My child, please protect Inazuma for me."

After saying that, he was devoured by the monster.

"This, no..."

Zhao Chuan looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a blurry face.

Just as I was about to go closer to take a look, the ground collapsed rapidly, and before I could regain my balance, I fell into a deep pit.

"Is this the history of the World Tree? Cough cough."

Zhao Chuan stood up, shook his head, looked around, and said.

"this…."

Zhao Chuan looked around in disbelief. The entire world had changed. The buildings before him were destroyed, and five gods stood in the air, gazing at the ruins on the ground. Huge red cubes connected the ground and the sky, forming rows of bent and deformed pillars. The ground was uneven due to the gods' destruction, and the blood-red sun reflected the scene. In this way, that powerful kingdom had completely disappeared from Teyvat under the combined power of the gods.

"Ahem, that's..."

Zhao Chuan looked up and saw a phantom reappear behind the gods. He was too far away to hear what the phantom said, but he saw golden energy shooting towards the ground, and Zhao Chuan's entire field of vision was filled with white light.

"The curse is immortality..."

When Zhao Chuan opened his eyes again, it was already five hundred years later. At this moment, Zhao Chuan saw in his memories the original Ying and Paimon discussing their brother on the beach.

"That means you came from a world outside of Teyvat, but were stopped by unfamiliar gods when you tried to leave..."

Paimon said, resting his chin on his little hand.

Zhao Chuan then walked towards Ying's direction, but was blocked by a wall of wind.

"My consciousness is completely unaffected by the World Tree, but I can see some inexplicable black aura on my body."

Zhao Chuan looked at the wall of wind and stepped back, trying to use his spiritual power to dispel the black energy, but no matter what he did, there was no reaction. Just then, a beautiful female voice came.

“Child, are you feeling lost right now? How did your consciousness become connected to the World Tree? And why do you see such a distant past, making you feel powerless to help?”

The gentle voice reached Zhao Chuan's ears.

"Who are you,…"

Zhao Chuan looked around but there was no movement, so he cautiously responded.

Then the surrounding scenery changed again, and in the blink of an eye... Zhao Chuan returned to that familiar scene, only to see an illusory child.

"You are...! Nasita??"

Zhao Chuan stared at the illusory figure before him.

"Yes, even reincarnation is rebirth. I am no longer in this world, but you do not belong to this world. You can remember, but you must also forget. Come, let me remove the forbidden knowledge from you."

The illusory figure spoke calmly.

"You are the Great Tree King!"

Zhao Chuan took a step back.

"Don't move. This is my last strength. I don't have much time left. This is the last thing I'm doing for Sumeru."

With a flick of his finger, the black aura surrounding Zhao Chuan's consciousness vanished instantly.

"Great Compassion Tree King, wait, what do you mean by 'not much time left'?"

Zhao Chuan called out to the Great Tree King as it turned to leave.

The Great Tree King did not answer; it closed its eyes, transformed into green leaves, and disappeared from Zhao Chuan's sight.

After disappearing completely, several familiar figures suddenly appeared before her eyes. Nasita's eyes seemed to lose their light as she knelt on the ground, hot tears streaming down her cheeks and onto the back of her hands. At this moment, the emotions that Nasita had been suppressing in her heart were completely released through her tears. No one went up to disturb her.

Just as Zhao Chuan was about to step forward to comfort Nasita, the scene before him vanished in an instant, and Zhao Chuan returned to the boundless darkness. Only then did Zhao Chuan realize that he was still in his memories, so what he had just seen was not the consciousness space of reality, but the consciousness of the World Tree. However, all of this would be completely erased from the World Tree once he left it, and people would forget this great god.

"So how am I supposed to leave?"

Zhao Chuan pondered in the pitch-black space before him.

With each step he took, echoes of his footsteps reverberated. Zhao Chuan immediately understood the meaning behind the echoes, raised his size 40 foot and stomped hard on the ground, causing cracks to appear in the dark space.

Reality... In the Pure Goodness Palace within the City of Sumeru!

"That voice... Ying, Paimon?"

Naxida looked around warily, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart, and gave a warning.

That was outdated. When Nasita turned around, Ying and Paimon were already lying on the ground, half-asleep.

"After waiting here for so long, I've finally found a chance to be alone with you. All that precious time I've spent has finally been worthwhile."

Just then, an arrogant voice came from afar, accompanied by heavy footsteps and a playful smile on his lips, as he walked towards Naxida.

"Executor of the Fools, what have you just done?"

Nasita clenched her fists warily, stood in front of Ying and Paimon, and angrily rebuked the people in front of her.

"It's just a sound wave that can quickly put unsuspecting people into a dream... Sigh... As expected, it's ineffective against gods. Of all the things that sages research, this is the only one that's somewhat interesting. I just picked it up and gave it a try."

The professor waved his hand, sighed, and explained casually.

"Don't worry, I know you won't forgive me if I really kill them. I'm here to negotiate, so I can't do anything dangerous that would damage our relationship."

The Doctor glanced at Ying and Paimon lying on the ground, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Negotiate with me. I heard you left Sumeru before. Why are you here now?"

Nasita remained vigilant and raised questions.

"It is I who left Sumeru, and it is I who remained in Sumeru. Even the god of wisdom is bound by the inertia of 'cognition,' which is truly disappointing."

The doctor explained arrogantly.

"Does this mean that there are many different versions of you in the world at the same time?"

Nasita was thinking seriously.

"A pretty good guess. Even the same individual can have different perceptions at different ages."

A long time ago, I made a major decision: I wanted to retain my full perspective on the world. Observation is the first step in the experiment. Observing the world in the present moment is not enough for me; it lacks the important dimension of "time."

So I preserved slices of myself at each age and processed them into independent entities… That’s it. I’m curious to know how the god of wisdom would judge my pursuit of knowledge.

The doctor arrogantly walked aside, completely disregarding the cautious deity, and began to recount his great research.

"You are insulting the concept of life. Life itself has many rules and limitations, all of which have their own meaning and reason for existence, and cannot be broken by mere arrogance."

Nasita immediately rejected the doctor's research findings.

"Hehe...Very good, remarkable. Indeed, for humans, reconciling with oneself is a difficult thing, let alone different versions of oneself from different periods."

Upon hearing this, the doctor burst into maniacal laughter, unable to contain the curve of his lips any longer.

"Since you were in the Order of the Church, why did you only show up now? You had the ability to stop us and help that 'false god.'"

Nasita gradually lowered her guard and continued to ask questions.

"The answer to this question is quite simple: would any staff member intervene to help the subjects during the experiment? If I conducted this experiment, why would I want to interfere with the results myself?"

The doctor arrogantly waved his hand at Nasita and uttered some grand and dignified words.

"The Order of the Church regards the 'God-Making Project' as its ultimate goal, but you only see it as an ordinary experiment...?"

Nasida clenched her fists and said.

"Crazy geezer, if the experiment succeeds, you will create another god. How will you face the people you serve then? Will you still choose your current position? What do you think you will be then?"

As she was talking, Nasita couldn't help but want to punch him, but she stopped after taking a few steps and scolded him.

"I am a scholar, and these results should be left to me to judge when facing that possibility. However, you are right, which is why the experiment has disappointed me somewhat."

The doctor shook his head, looking disappointed.

"As an individual, you don't have much of a sense of belonging, and you are significantly less religious than the average scholar."

Nasita crossed her arms and watched the doctor shake his head.

"Oh no, of course I have faith, it just doesn't fit your usual definition."

Alright, that's all for now. The experiment is over, it's time to clean up the equipment and recycle the useful materials, like... the Heart of God.

The doctor, with an air of self-importance, abruptly ended the conversation, changed the subject, and moved closer to Nasita.

"Hmph, Doctor, what brings you here?"

A muffled sound rang out, and a long spear flew towards Nasita and the Doctor, its shaft crackling with rings of ink-colored lightning.

"Hmph, it's you, 'boy,' are you going to stop me too? Don't forget whose side you're on."

The doctor looked at the flying spear and then at the boy standing not far away.

"I apologize, but I am the God of Blessings, and I have come with the wishes of all people."

A purple light flashed in Zhao Chuan's eyes, and after raising his hand, a series of elemental swords appeared behind him.

"Hmph, I originally wanted to negotiate peacefully, why did you have to provoke me to anger?"

The doctor's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a dark and gloomy expression.

"Heh, Dotore, the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. Pay the price for the crimes you committed in this life."

Zhao Chuan saw it in the World Tree: the doctor's experiments, using innocent children to study the remnants of the demon god, indiscriminately killing people, bestowing evil eyes, and harming lives.

Zhao Chuan saw no reason to hold back any longer. After speaking, he swung his sword, unleashing elemental lightning imbued with purple sword energy, and slashed at the Doctor.

At this moment, Nasita clasped her hands together, and green light emanated from her eyes and palms. Then, she led Ying and Paimon to hide far away.

At this moment, the doctor smiled, raised his hand, and the sword energy vanished. With another stomp of his foot, the entire roof of the Pure Goodness Palace instantly collapsed, and Zhao Chuan was also blasted away by the powerful shockwave.

"Heh, is that all the strength you have? I'd like to see where you get the guts to defeat that false god."

The doctor moved swiftly, instantly appearing beside Zhao Chuan, grabbing his neck, and staring into his face. At that moment, the doctor truly saw that what appeared somewhat familiar was actually quite unfamiliar.

Because of the fusion with the demon god, Zhao Chuan's appearance has changed slightly. If he didn't wear a mask, you wouldn't be able to tell that he is the executor of the Fools.

"You're not a teenager...!"

The doctor was shocked for the first time and casually slapped Zhao Chuan back against the wall.

"Ahem, ha, didn't he go back with you?"

Zhao Chuan forced himself to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth despite the pain, and asked the question knowingly.

"Insanity!"

The doctor waved his hand and unleashed a burst of dark elemental power.

Zhao Chuan! Danger is imminent...