Can I do this in 33 seconds?
The thought flashed through Ying Xintian's mind, but his resolve did not waver in the slightest.
Because he knew full well that whether he could do it or not, he would have to try.
They had no path of retreat left before them.
Just then, a thought descended from the heavens, reaching him from afar.
"Dao Ge, this time, it's my turn to help you."
Ying Xintian froze briefly, surprised. Is that... Zhang Yu's voice?
Deep within his consciousness, Zhang Yu thought, Mortals' bloodline information is like DNA, like genetic information, carrying information from the past into the present and turning it into support for us.
Zhang Yu understood that just as an ordinary person did not know what their genetic information contained, the mortals of Kunxu naturally could not know what had been left within their bloodline information.
They merely struggled to survive generation after generation, reproducing generation after generation. In the eyes of cultivators, immortals, and Immortal Emperors, they were merely clinging to life in the world of Kunxu, utterly fragile.
Yet this bloodline inheritance of mortals, this struggle to cling to life, this connection of bloodlines across generations, was also so incredibly tenacious that it could break through the barriers of space and time that even the Ten Immortal Emperors struggled to cross, bringing support from the past into the present.
This connection is rooted so firmly in the Book of Time that even the Immortal Emperors, whose rollback is currently on cooldown, cannot sever it.
Finally, after generation upon generation... it emerged within my flesh and blood.
Zhang Yu understood that it was precisely because the original owner of his body, and generation after generation of that original owner's ancestors, had reproduced, passed the baton, and struggled to survive