(The afternoon of the first day after returning)
However, just as Taiyin was startled awake, ripples appeared upon the River of Time.
The instant his Divine Sense returned from that future branch.
Above the River of Time, an emotionless will like that of the heavenly dao seemed to drift over from an infinitely distant past, yet also from an endlessly distant future, faintly stirring the currents of time—
(He Transforms Freely, He Transforms Through Eternity...)
As his Divine Sense returned, Taiyin was suddenly shocked. "What kind of existence is there upon the River of Time?!"
Yet as another wave rose upon the River of Time, a trace of confusion flashed through Taiyin's eyes.
Memories that lay between illusion and reality surfaced within his Primordial Spirit.
Deep within that Primordial Spirit, those vague and intangible memories transformed into a beam of sword light that rose up, then seemed to turn into a stream of black qi.
The sword light and black qi intertwined with each other. Gradually, the sword light vanished.
Time stirred faintly.
Taiyin's memories of that will consequently became illusory.
Above the River of Time, those ethereal words had seemingly never existed from the very beginning.
Only that stream of black qi remained within Taiyin's Primordial Spirit for a brief moment before it, too, lost its vitality and became illusory.
After his Divine Sense returned, Taiyin was shocked by the future he had unexpectedly divined and immediately rushed to the Jiang family.
Only after confirming that Fang Zheng had not suddenly vanished as he had in that future did he finally sigh in relief and begin planning anew.
"That was roughly what happened..." Taiyin spoke his final words.
His account of the future ended there.
"So." Fang Zheng tilted his head and asked, "You're saying that a Dark