"It seemed that 'I' had already begun to act."
Jiang Ran slowly paced along the edge of the formation until she stood before Ye Chenyang.
"What the 'me' outside is doing right now, I don't know, nor do I need to know. The 'me' here is merely Jiang Ran. My sole duty is to assist you in unlocking that memory."
"Is that so? I understand."
Ye Chenyang nodded and naturally corrected his form of address.
"Senior Jiang, that memory contains not only Senior Yang's final experiences, but also his insights into [Time], doesn't it?"
"Correct."
A trace of reminiscence flickered through Jiang Ran's eyes.
"Even the current 'me' is a real existence he peeled away from a certain point in the past using [Time]."
As she spoke, the look she gave Ye Chenyang grew rather complicated.
"But the path of [Time] has already been proven unviable. Thus, this memory was originally meant to be unlocked only after you reached the Ninth-tier, merely as icing on the cake."
"But plans can't keep up with changes. Ever since It took the initiative to stretch out its tentacles and stir up 'fate,' the entire world has become a complete mess..."
Ye Chenyang listened quietly, but his thoughts returned to the day the Research Institute was attacked.
The course of fate had begun to change on the day Yun Ling was corrupted by [Chaos].
"Senior Jiang, when the world reaches its end, what will become of those infected by [Chaos]?"
"Them?"
Jiang Ran sighed.
"Forget humans—even old gods will become Its subordinates. Before the world completely perishes, we may also have to face infected old gods."
"Old gods?"
Ye Chenyang's expression darkened at those words.
After enduring "Shattering," this world was already fragile.
If it had to withstand battles at the level of old