Chapter 804: Resetting Again

To revive the ancient old woman’s husband, using the method of giving birth to a baby was not an option—Su Che didn’t have that much time to wait for him to grow up day by day.
So, another method had to be used: soul transfer through a host body!
Of course, the soul of this ancient demon god had long since dissipated. To be precise, only some residual memory imprints in his brain tissue were transferred to another living person’s brain, which could also be understood as brain domain transfer.
First, a Golden Immortal prisoner was sent to the Creation Divine Tree, rendered brain-dead, with all memories in his brain erased. Then, a completely blank soul was drawn from the second layer of the Ghost Realm and injected into this vegetative state brain.
Finally, the residual memories from the demon god’s brain were injected in. Once “he” came back to life, there would surely be traces of the ancient old woman’s memories in his mind.
As for whether the old woman would recognize such a person, that was none of Su Che’s concern.
This method sounded simple, but in reality, it was extremely complicated. At the very least, neither Su Che nor Lao He could accomplish it—only the Creation Divine Tree could.
Hiss! Hiss!
Two vines of the Creation Divine Tree pierced into the demon god’s head and the Golden Immortal prisoner’s head, using them as a bridge to begin transferring the residual memories from the demon god’s brain.
This process was extremely slow, as the amount of residual memory information in the demon god’s brain domain was enormous. After all, as an ancient demon god who had survived for trillions of years since the creation of the world, even his residual memories far exceeded those of ordinary Immortal Emperors.
It was precisely the uniqueness of ancient demon gods that ensured their bodies remained as “fresh” as if they had just died, even after such a long time since their souls dissipated. If it were an Immortal Emperor-level true immortal body, it would have long rotted to dust.
Su Che didn’t find this strange. The Sky-Devouring Rat he encountered in the mortal world had also died long ago, but its Sky-Devouring Domain and heart could survive separately and recombine after countless years to be revived in another form permitted by the laws of heaven.
It must be said that ancient demon gods were indeed among the strongest beings in the universe—even a single strand of their hair could transform into a giant dragon.
The process of brain domain transfer lasted a full three months, during which the baby in the ancient old woman’s arms had grown quite a bit.
It was obvious that the old woman’s mental state had completely changed. Calling her “grandma” was clearly inappropriate now. She was now a mother of a baby, thus appearing like a woman in her twenties.

On the sixth layer of the Immortal Prison, beneath the Divine Tree of Creation, her “husband” had come back to life. His features had been altered to match those of the ancient demon god exactly, though he had now become an immortal in the late Golden Immortal stage. The star-shaped mark on his forehead was gone, likely indicating that he had lost his ability to foresee the future.

He wasn’t awake yet, his eyes tightly closed as if in deep sleep.

Su Che thought it would be better to have the Old Granny wake him up.

“Old Granny,” Su Che called softly.

The Old Granny, holding the baby, looked over with eyes filled with anticipation and tension.

He emerged from the Immortal Prison and lay flat in front of her.

“Ao Jun, is it really you…?”

The Old Granny knelt beside him, holding his shoulders and calling out gently.

“Ao Jun…”

“Ao Jun…”

After a few calls, he woke up.

Or rather, memories from hundreds of millions of years of slumber finally resurfaced.

Without any hesitation or confusion, the moment he saw the Old Granny, he sighed in relief, “Yi Wa, you’re still alive? So, I succeeded?”

“Yes, you succeeded, Ao Jun…”

The Old Granny, holding the child, leaned on him, tears streaming down her face as she wept uncontrollably. From his first words upon waking, she knew for sure that this was her husband—there could be no mistake. It was just that he now had a different body.

Herself, having reincarnated as a human, was also in a different body after all.

“Hehe…”

Her husband smiled, gently stroking her cheek and saying softly, “Even as a human, you’ve learned to cry…”

Everything seemed so natural. Perhaps he didn’t realize how many hundreds of millions of years had passed, nor what had happened during that time. But as long as he could still see her, that was enough.

Su Che stepped back to a corner, trying not to disturb this couple who had both reincarnated as humans. Of course, he still had other things to do.

“Master, you’re becoming ever greater. Even giving birth isn’t a challenge for you.”

Lao Hei wouldn’t miss any chance to tease Su Che: “You helped them find their husband and even gave them a child… I really don’t know how to praise you enough.”

Su Che usually ignored such nonsense. Right now, his focus was on the corpse of the demon god in the starry sky of the Immortal Prison.

Putting its head back on its neck, it still formed a complete corpse.

“Give it to the Immortal Prison to devour,” Su Che ordered in his mind. “This corpse can never be returned to them.”

Doing good deeds also deserves a reward, and this corpse is that reward.
Swish!
Without Lao He needing to do anything, the Immortal Prison Pagoda sensed Su Che’s intent and immediately dragged the demon god’s corpse away to some unknown place. Before long, Lao He provided feedback.
“Master, the conditions for unlocking the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison have been revealed.”
“Speak.”
“The condition is…” Lao He replied, “My strength must reach the Tribulation Phase!”
“Nonsense!” Su Che snapped, “Get to the point!”
The eighth layer of the Immortal Prison corresponds to the Tribulation Phase, while the ninth layer corresponds to the Mahayana Phase. Su Che and Lao He had long surpassed the Mahayana Phase. If they wanted to set a function that was easy to achieve, not to mention the eighth layer, even the ninth layer would have already been unlocked.
Previously, Lao He would always mention this condition last, but today he put it first, so Su Che thought he was deliberately being sarcastic.
“What are you talking about?” Lao He scratched his head, looking confused.
“I’m asking you about the other conditions to unlock the eighth layer,” Su Che said, trying to hold back his anger.
“But…” Lao He spread his hands, looking innocent, “The Immortal Prison Pagoda only mentioned this condition. It’s not my concern.”
“What?”
Su Che was stunned for a moment before saying, “Are you saying that no other conditions are needed to unlock the eighth layer?”
“Yes.”
Lao He nodded. “That’s exactly right.”
“How is that possible?” Su Che was baffled. “The first seven layers each required three to four conditions, and the difficulty kept increasing. Why is it so simple this time?”
“I don’t know either,” Lao He mumbled. “I guess the reason might be that the Immortal Prison Pagoda already has the ability to predict the future, though not very clearly. It just consumed ‘Ao Jun’’s corpse, incorporating his talent for foresight. With those two combined, no other conditions are needed.”
“Is that so?”
Su Che still found it hard to believe. He thought unlocking the eighth layer would be extremely difficult and that he would have to search the world for certain treasures. He never expected it to be this easy. Then he thought again—the Immortal Prison Pagoda indeed had a certain degree of predictive ability, as proven by theWitch God Statue and Zong Yi incidents.
It was through these two incidents that he came up with the idea of setting the eighth layer’s function as predicting the future.
In that case, it really is…
“Never mind. Since the Immortal Prison Pagoda says so, the easier, the better. Why bother overcomplicating things?”

True or false, we’ll find out by trying. Su Che was about to order to “open the eighth layer” when he heard Lao He shout, “Wait, master! Don’t rush to give orders…”
“What’s the matter now?” Su Che frowned.
“Master, please don’t get angry. I wouldn’t dare act recklessly in such matters,” Lao He said earnestly. “Just now, another message came from the Immortal Prison Pagoda. It really has nothing to do with me. The messages are fragmented, and it keeps gasping for breath while speaking.”
“Alright.”
Su Che had no choice but to stay calm and ask, “What did the Immortal Prison Pagoda say?”
“It seems to be a suggestion,” Lao He replied seriously. “This Ao Jun, among the ancient demon gods, isn’t very strong in combat. But he possesses two talents: predicting the future and traveling through time. However, his ability to travel through time is extremely weak. In his entire life, he used it only once, at the cost of his own life. That is, he used his life to send Grandma Gu’s soul millions of years into the future, allowing her to survive.”
“I see!”
Just by hearing this, Su Che understood what the Immortal Prison Pagoda’s suggestion was.
Ao Jun’s two talents—predicting the future and traveling to the future—complemented each other. In essence, it meant he had the ability to change his own destiny.
One could even further assume that Ao Jun predicted that by sending Grandma Gu’s soul to this era, where she could protect her own body and open a Cangji Ancient Relics shop in the Haoyuan Heaven Market, someone would appear.
This person was their savior.
This person was himself.
All these steps and processes were designed because he had foreseen the future. That’s why, upon waking up, he said to Grandma Gu, “So, I succeeded.” This was the power of predicting the future!
The mighty Ao Jun demon god! Although his combat strength wasn’t as great as that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Sky-Devouring Rats, his survival ability was the strongest. Because he had the power to change his destiny and the future.
The greatest use of predicting the future is to change the future!
“I understand!”
Su Che thought to himself, “Is the Immortal Prison Pagoda’s suggestion that we shouldn’t rush to open the eighth layer now, and instead let me redefine its functions?”
“Yes!”

Lao Hei replied, “The Immortal Prison Pagoda hopes that you can learn the Great Time Art, and at the very least master it at the master level. Then, use this master-level Great Time Art to feed it to the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison. In this way, you will be able to use the Immortal Prison to predict the future and travel to it. By combining the present and future, you and your future self can work together to defeat your enemies and change your fate.”
“I understand, I understand… Alright, that’s it!”
Su Che nodded firmly.
To reset the functions of the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison, the required condition is: master-level Great Time Art!