Looking Back, a Hundred Thousand Years Had Passed!

Looking Back, a Hundred Thousand Years Had Passed!

The Four Emperors surveyed the desolate surroundings. As far as the eye could see, there was only dim gray earth and towering stone mountains.

At that moment, Bone Emperor felt a sense of foreboding. He spread out his Divine Sense, and when he detected something, his pupils suddenly constricted.

"We're finished. Who knows where that man sent us..."

"Within a radius of one billion kilometers, there isn't the slightest trace of any living creature."

Hearing this, the other Three Emperors hurriedly unleashed their Divine Sense as well. After carefully searching, fear appeared on their faces.

Under normal circumstances, they should have traveled back seven thousand years, needing only to traverse a few kilometers along the River of Time.

But after that man accelerated them, they had ridden the Black Coffin and shot wildly downstream for who knew how far. The violent currents of time had knocked them unconscious, leaving them with no idea what time or space they had been sent to.

Even with their Divine Sense fully unleashed, they could not sense the aura of a single living being... Had they fucking traveled back to before Pangu Creating the Heavens?! Wait—where was the Black Coffin?!

Only then did the Four Emperors realize that the Black Coffin was no longer beside them!

"Quick!"

"We'll split up and search in the four directions. Gather back here in one hour!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Four Emperors turned into streaks of light and shot toward the east, south, west, and north.

One shichen later, the Four Emperors returned empty-handed.

"Didn't find it..."

"Me neither. I searched several hundred million million kilometers out, but found nothing at all."

Bone Emperor dropped onto the ground and muttered, "Now it's truly over. The Black Coffin probably fell into some other time and space."

"We don't even know what time and space we were sent to."

"Now that the Black Coffin is gone, the Time Wood is gone too. We probably can't go back..."

At those words, the other three Emperors felt their vision go dark, their legs turning weak.

The Black Coffin was lost, and they did not even know what time and space they were in. Forget completing Your Excellency's mission—now they could not even return.

A gust of wind rose, stirring the waste sand on the ground. The Four Emperors' faces were stiff and their expressions vacant. They had completely lost hope.

This was more unbearable, more despairing, than being trapped in the Black Central Realm.

When they had been trapped in the Black Central Realm, at least they had known where they were. At least they could hope for Your Excellency to come save them.

But now, time was wrong, and space was wrong as well.

Even someone as powerful as Your Excellency could not possibly deduce what time and space they were in, much less find them.

Bone Emperor, who had always been calm and composed, was utterly wilted now.

If the Black Coffin had not been lost, they could have crossed the River of Time again after resting and recovering.

But now, lacking the most important river-crossing medium, the "Time Wood," they had no way to ascend the River of Time again.

Time Wood was an exceedingly rare thing in the world. Finding it depended entirely on luck.

Whenever they had crossed the River of Time before, they had borrowed Time Wood from their seniors.

In this place, let alone a tree, they could not even see a single blade of grass!

If Time Wood simply did not exist in this world, then they would be trapped here for all eternity, until they died of old age.

Just like that, the Four Emperors sat there for three days and three nights, unable to think of any solution.

"Bone Emperor, I think there's only one way. This must be thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of years in the past."

"Why don't we wait for time to pass and live until we reach the normal timeline?"

After a long silence, South Emperor spoke.

At this, Bone Emperor gave a bitter laugh. "How can you be sure we're only thousands of years in the past?"

"Living for several thousand years isn't a problem. We can enter seclusion and endure it."

"But... what if this is tens of thousands of years ago, hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even longer?"

"Do you think we can live for hundreds of thousands of years?"

"Besides, how can you be sure this world is our original world?"

"You need to think this through. It isn't just time that's wrong—space is wrong too!"

Hearing this, South Emperor sank into despair once more.

That was right. If they had merely traveled back seven thousand years, then even if they had lost the Black Coffin, it would not have been much of a problem.

They could endure it and wait until seven thousand years had passed, returning to the normal timeline.

But the problem now was that this was definitely not merely seven thousand years. They had traveled so far along the River of Time that it might even have been seven hundred thousand years.

Seven hundred thousand years...

What an unimaginably long span of time that was.

They were merely Heavenly Immortals, not Immortal Kings, much less Immortal Emperors. They could not live that long.

Even if an Immortal Emperor came here, seven hundred thousand years would be enough to drive any Immortal Emperor mad.

And seven hundred thousand years was still a conservative estimate.

What if it had been even longer? They did not dare think any further. The more they thought, the deeper their despair became.

"The only thing we can do now is search for Time Wood."

Bone Emperor rose to his feet, gazing into the distance with a complicated expression.

"But Time Wood is already rare, and this world is nothing but barren wasteland..."

Dark Emperor said despairingly.

"This is the only way," Cosmos Emperor said.

Bone Emperor cut open his finger and let a drop of his blood fall to the ground.

"We'll use this place as our meeting point."

"We'll search from four different directions and meet once every hundred years."

"When a hundred years have passed, whether we find it or not, we must return here."

After saying that, the other three Emperors cut their fingers as well, leaving their own blood here as markers.

Four blood marks appeared on the ground. They were blood markers left behind to prevent them from becoming separated, because this world was simply far too vast.

"If, after however many years, someone's blood mark disappears, it means that person has fallen."

"If, after some hundred-year interval, you gather here again and find that my blood mark has disappeared, it means I have already fallen."

"Then you must not give up. So long as one of the four of us survives, that will be enough. Leave this place, find the Black Coffin, and complete Your Excellency's mission."

Bone Emperor instructed the other three Emperors, word by word.

The four blood marks did not merely signify their meeting point; they also showed whether they were still alive.

"Let's go."

"We don't have much time. Not a single second can be wasted."

With that, Bone Emperor faced north. The next moment, he tore open space and began searching northward for the legendary Time Wood.

The other Three Emperors headed east, south, and west respectively... Years Like Shuttle—one hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

When the Four Emperors gathered again, they looked much older.

In only a hundred years, Bone Emperor had gained quite a few white hairs. It was clear just how much he had gone through during that century.

Seeing that all four had returned empty-handed, they understood that no one had found the Time Wood.

The Four Emperors said nothing. They merely nodded to one another, then turned and continued their search...