In space.
Wang Yao, who was meditating, suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.
Puff!
She abruptly looked toward that planet.
At this moment.
She felt a sharp pain in her heart, an indescribable sorrow surging into her mind, and this feeling...
She knew.
Chen Feng was in trouble!
Wang Yao closed her eyes in agony.
Luo Yuan...
Had his plan finally succeeded?
Chen Feng...
Wang Yao suddenly recalled what Luo Yuan said before leaving: Chen Feng will definitely die, regardless of whether my plan succeeds; however, I give you the right to choose.
You know my purpose.
And you know what I am going to do.
So...
You should be able to make the most correct choice.
Return to that era.
You are the God of Time, and you are also my successor. You will become a true god. When that time comes, what harm is there in resurrecting a Chen Feng?
I won't mind.
As long as...
We trace back to that era.
"So, this is also part of your plan."
Wang Yao sighed.
She knew.
Every step was proceeding according to Luo Yuan's plan.
Even though there were some minor missteps.
Forget it.
Wang Yao shook her head.
These matters were beyond her control.
All she could do was cultivate time, and she could only choose whether to passively cultivate along with the passage of time or actively cultivate to progress faster.
But no matter what, she would save Chen Feng.
Even if...
The world were truly destroyed!
Unlike Chen Feng, Wang Yao would never consider friends or family from beginning to end because she never had any to begin with. The only person she cared about was Chen Feng alone!
I will definitely save you!
Wang Yao's gaze was firm.
Buzz--
Faint Time Power flowed.