If it had been another timeline, when Jiang He saw the birth of the "White Wolf King," he would have definitely felt his spirit stirred.
However, this was the Craftsman God's past.
He already knew the ending in advance.
As expected, in the scenes that followed, even with the boy's help, the White Wolf Pack did not gain any advantage.
Relying only on the White Wolf masks, they barely avoided the encirclement of the wolf pack.
In direct combat, they were almost completely powerless, only able to watch helplessly as their comrades died one by one, as the wolf pack grew stronger step by step, spreading its influence across the world…
The main reason for this situation was the Wolf King.
He was already immensely powerful, strong enough to stand against the Prophet.
Earlier, with the boy's full support, and aided by multiple A-rank Craftsmen, a custom Prosthetic Body was forged for him, elevating his strength even further.
After he successfully assassinated the Prophet, he also plundered the Council's treasured vaults, further enriching his foundations.
This was a "Big Daddy" personally created by the boy.
Before the boy could grow strong enough, it was impossible to resist him.
And the boy no longer had the chance to grow—
The Wolf King knew full well the boy's potential.
After the boy was abducted, he constantly searched for his whereabouts.
Those who wore the White Wolf masks might have avoided the detection and tracking of ordinary Transcendents, but how could they possibly hide from the perception of a genuine talent holder like him?
Thus, under his relentless pursuit, he finally discovered the "White Wolf Den."
There was no fierce battle, no desperate struggle.
Everything ended in an instant.
All the White Wolves, including Chi Zhenshan, vanished.
The boy was brought back to the wolf pack.
The Wolf King could not tolerate his betrayal, but he could not bear to lose his talent either.
So day after day, he used the [Realm of Nothingness] talent to completely erase the boy's past, erase his memories, and even erase his very thoughts.
He turned the boy into "Nothingness," into a machine for producing Transcendent items.
This time, he was hidden away in a place where no one could ever reach him, with no chance of escape.
Only when he reached a bottleneck was part of the seal undone.
Temporarily, he reverted back into the Evil Wolf who worshipped the pack.
Until he broke through to S-rank, when the shackles were placed on again, forcing him back into the shadows.
Day after day, year after year.
In the visions, the Wolf King broke through to X-rank, becoming a "God."
Then countless resources were brought before the boy, forcefully piled upon him, feeding him until he was cultivated into the second X-rank Transcendent.
At that moment, he became the [God of Creation], seated high on the divine throne—yet without a self.
The vision shifted.
Jiang He saw the world a hundred years later—
Upon the ethereal Divine Mountain, the gods sat upon their thrones, eternal and undying.
Below the mountain, all beings crawled like ants, kowtowing endlessly in worship.
The next instant, the vision disappeared.
Jiang He was ejected from the giant tree, his consciousness returning to his body.
He opened his eyes, looking around at his familiar home, still somewhat dazed.
What he had just seen—was it another "possibility" of the Transcendent Rampage?
A timeline where the Wolf King triumphed, proclaiming himself a god?
"If I had to say… honestly, this timeline is actually better than the other possibility…"
"Although the Wolf King crowned himself the God-King, herding humanity like livestock… at least the world wasn't destroyed, at least humans still lived…"
As someone who lived in the Prophet's era, during the time of the Council, Jiang He should have felt disgust and anger at the sight of all beings groveling beneath the gods like ants.
But thinking of the world-destroying disaster wrought by the White Crane…
He actually found himself thinking, "This ending isn't so bad."
Realizing this, he quickly shook the thought out of his head.
"Damn it, White Crane really lowered my standards… This timeline is pure tragedy."
"No matter strong or weak, everyone kneels beneath the Divine Mountain, reduced to toys for the God-King's amusement… This is straight-up a regression back to ancient slavery."
"And more importantly…"
Jiang He looked at the curious boy beside him, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
The one who suffered the most in this timeline—was him.
From the moment he was abducted by the wolf pack, he had completely fallen into the Wolf King's hands.
Even the one time he escaped did not bring salvation.
Instead, it only made his fate more tragic, stripping away his will entirely.
So much so that when he was later summoned as a Heroic Spirit, he still had no thoughts of his own, moving like a puppet.
If Jiang He hadn't used his Master's authority to forcibly awaken him,
he might have remained like that until death!
Even the White Crane, hearing the Craftsman God's experiences, would have to say, "That's just miserable."
At least the White Crane had friends, a wife, hope…
But the Craftsman God was different.
Other than his eighteen years before awakening, and the short time he was rescued by Chi Zhenshan, that was the entirety of his "life."
"Did you see my past?" the Craftsman God asked, eyes full of curiosity.
Through his exchanges with Jiang He, he had already recovered his ability to think, and he understood Jiang He's talent.
Now, he was very curious whether Jiang He could use the power of time to see his past.
"…I saw it."
Jiang He hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth.
Although the Craftsman God's past was miserable, and speaking it aloud might hurt his mind, hiding it from him for that reason would only make him even more pitiful.
No matter what, this was the Craftsman God's past.
It was a part of him.
And besides…
The Craftsman God was not like the White Crane.
Though his "past" could not be changed, he still possessed the "future"!
He had already broken free of the Wolf King's shackles and regained his mind.
As long as he reclaimed his memories and grasped his true power…
When he returned to the future timeline, he could choose to fucking take down the Wolf King!
To drag that self-proclaimed god, that herder of humanity, down from the throne, and make him pay for everything he had done!
Otherwise—not just the Craftsman God, even Jiang He himself felt his heart would never be at ease.
You made me suffer so miserably.
I have to come back for you!
At this moment, Jiang He pulled the Craftsman God down onto the sofa and began recounting everything he had seen—
To make sure the Craftsman God could understand, he also described in detail his own first eighteen years.
He hoped that through this method, he could awaken the Craftsman God's memories.
Across from him, the Craftsman God fell silent.
As Jiang He narrated, his expression shifted constantly.
At times confused, at times enlightened; at times furious, at times lost in thought…
When Jiang He finished the story—
The Craftsman God's gaze gradually cleared.
He murmured, "Yes, that's it… I remember it now, I remember everything… So that's how it was…"
Sure enough, with his incarnation as a Heroic Spirit, the Wolf King's influence began to fade, and the Craftsman God's memories returned.
Jiang He's face lit up in joy, just as he was about to speak.
Suddenly, the Craftsman God turned his head sharply, his expression dark: "Why didn't you join the wolf pack? Why didn't you follow the King?"
"…?" Jiang He was dumbfounded.
Before the words even finished, the Craftsman God's expression shifted again, his brows furrowing: "The wolf pack destroyed my hometown, stole away my past, I…"
"…I am Evil Wolf. I don't need the past!"
"You're Evil Wolf—then who am I…"
The Craftsman God's expression shifted repeatedly, words tumbling out nonstop.
He actually began arguing with himself, even shouting at himself.
Jiang He stared wide-eyed, then realized—
Over the course of a hundred years, the Wolf King had constantly tampered with the Craftsman God's mind, sealing away his memories and past.
Whenever necessary—such as during breakthroughs or when creating professions—he would temporarily unseal part of the restraints, restoring only the brainwashed "Evil Wolf" state.
Because of this, over that long period, the Craftsman God's consciousness had split, torn into two.
One part, the Evil Wolf Craftsman God.
The other, the White Wolf Craftsman God.
His spirit had collapsed.
"…" Jiang He's face turned ashen.
Fucking Wolf King!