"At last, you've reached this point."
After a long while, the other "Chen Yan" standing before Chen Yan suddenly spoke.
It was as though he had been waiting for this for a very long time.
Reached this point?
What did he mean?
Chen Yan thought for a moment, then quickly understood.
Touching the anchor, recovering his former cultivation realm, and at the same time unlocking the restrictions the Reincarnation Reward placed on his cultivation.
"Yes."
Chen Yan merely nodded.
Facing another version of himself who had traversed countless times and spaces, even a thousand words would have been superfluous. In the end, he could not express the complexity of his feelings at that moment.
Nor was there any need to.
Countless threads of karma tangled together. The convergence of karma just now had thrown the order within the time turbulence into disarray.
Yet the other version of himself before Chen Yan merely extended his right hand and lightly tapped the air, and those threads of karma returned to their state between order and disorder.
That single gesture allowed Chen Yan to immediately determine his other self's cultivation realm.
The True Purity Realm.
Or rather, he was at least a Sage of the True Purity Realm.
Yet the few fragmented rifts in spacetime faintly lingering around him seemed to convey something else.
The other version of himself before him existed within this time turbulence in the form of countless threads of karma. That alone suggested he was most likely trapped here against his will.
Ever since Chen Yan had realized that the Withered Eyeball came from himself in another timeline, he had already guessed that this world probably contained countless timelines, and countless versions of himself.
"If you hadn't come soon, I'm afraid I couldn't have held on much longer."
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