Taking out the Little Notebook, he looked over the to-do list.
At present, the first long-term task had become pushing open the Black Jade Divine Gate and raising his cultivation realm. This was the long-term main thread.
Second on the list was still the Emperor Ying, but this time, it was the Emperor Ying's true body.
The Emperor Ying's true body was currently in a state of complete disappearance. Only when the Time Tide in the Sea of Thoughts fell once more and began flowing again from ten thousand years ago would the Emperor Ying's true body reappear in the Sea of Thoughts.
And then, he would still be that Emperor Ying, but he would have lost his "entrance and exit." Like the natives within the Sea of Thoughts, even if he saw through the world's true nature, he would have no way to enter and leave the Sea of Thoughts by normal means.
At that point, there would be only two ways for him to leave.
The first was Qin Yang's method: taking him into Dream Space, dreamlike and illusory, false yet real. Only then could he be smuggled out of the Sea of Thoughts—or through some similar method. But that possibility was an utterly low-probability event.
The second was to follow the Emperor Ying's true body's original plan and forcibly transcend through sufficiently powerful strength and realm.
But for the Great Ying Divine Dynasty now, the Emperor Ying had already passed away. His foundation had been undermined from beneath the cauldron, shattered to pieces. No matter how powerful he was, a drastic plunge in realm was inevitable.
Within the Sea of Thoughts, there was another outsider: that bald head brimming with sinister intent hidden inside the Blood Lama. With the Emperor Ying's true body greatly weakened—
A balance