Zhang Yinghao threw the two burly men's corpses into the Void Turbulence, watching them gradually vanish in the wind, far away.
Only after a long while did he turn around, his face full of confusion.
"Oldest, Gu Qingshan, there's something I don't quite understand."
Oldest folded his arms and replied leisurely, "Go ahead."
"If we're going back to save the Black Sea Lady, why do we have to go at the moment she's about to die? Her life was long, after all. We could choose a safe moment and bring her to our era."
Oldest shook his head. "Time and space are among the most perilous things."
He patted Gu Qingshan on the shoulder. "Look, this guy went to the Ancient Era once and made it back. Even I want to know which moments he visited, and how he returned unharmed."
Gu Qingshan shrugged. "My circumstances were special back then. What I visited were actually fragments of countless Parallel Worlds. Later, when I reached the true Ancient Era, I was still in a particular moment."
"A particular moment? What made it special?" Oldest pressed.
Gu Qingshan said, "The Immortal King had hidden that moment away. It was the moment of his death."
Oldest looked enlightened. "No wonder. So it was a Time Island."
Ye Feili cut in. "What's a Time Island?"
"Using a special ability to isolate a real moment from the timeline—that's a Time Island."
Oldest paused, then said, "All right, let me make this clear. Every living thing in the world, all of us, are connected to one another by fate. Those connections are stronger for some and weaker for others. Do you understand?"
"Understood," Zhang Yinghao said.
"The Black Sea Lady was one of the strongest beings in the Nine Hundred Million Worlds. She accomplished countless great