Great Devil Heaven, Rahu's Name

Great Devil Heaven, the Name Rahu. After the figure within that space finished all this, he murmured softly.

His voice was low and distant, as though it had come from before eternity, yet also as though it echoed from some unknowable place.

"Transcend past and present, alter the tiniest threads of history, and make oneself stronger."

He paused, a profound glimmer flashing through his eyes. "But from what was just said, I know it succeeded."

"He really did alter the tiniest threads of history across past and present. He will inevitably slip free of my control, but such immense karma... he owes me, and I'll make him repay it later!"

The image of Heaven was reflected in his eyes.

Heaven, within that Heavenly Dao space, was frantically devouring the power of the Heavenly Dao, creating an army of replicas, and plotting revenge against the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty.

As the figure watched it all, the corners of his lips slowly curled upward, revealing a sinister smile.

"Cultivate some more. Draw away all that evil! Heh heh heh!"

Yet the moment he finished laughing, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Why did that sound so evil?

At the same time, something was faintly slipping beyond his expectations. Some variable was exceeding his control.

But he reacted swiftly. With a thought, he sealed away this memory.

He would wait until later to recall it.

Otherwise, if he remembered this sensation and deemed it "effective," it would create interference the next time he roamed the river of time—interfering with the time he arrived at or his actions, and history would change.

He would wait until later to recall it.

He could not take that risk.

Within the Nine Netherworlds.

Ghost Emperor Tianluo sat upright above the great hall, looking down expressionlessly. Hei Ye