The Protagonist Out of Step with the Times

Before the Dragon Emperor departed.

Rumble—!

In the boundless gloom, a sudden thunderclap tore through the air. Lightning flashed, and for an instant, heaven and earth turned white again.

An endless curtain of rain fell in a mournful rush, as though heaven and earth had merged into a single watery veil that obscured every last sight, leaving only the ceaseless downpour.

Penglai Island.

Above a stretch of ruins.

Rainwater ran down broken walls in thin streams, flowing over corpses and carrying away pale red blood water that stained the ground crimson.

As far as the eye could see were countless ruins, heaps of corpses, shattered buildings... all of it lending this place an indescribable silence and desolation.

"Building is not something accomplished overnight, but destruction takes only an instant..."

Amid the patter of rain, a clear voice, pure as jade, suddenly rang out. It pierced the endless rain curtain and echoed through the area.

Lin Chen stood suspended in the air and walked forward step by step. Raising his head to look at the dim, chaotic heavens, an unreadable expression crossed his face.

"Although the Spirit Stone Crisis caught the Immortal Alliance off guard, it merely gave us the first mover advantage. After all, the East Sea Immortal Alliance has been operating for a million years. This only ensures that the Demonic Path will not fall into a passive position. Once war begins, it will come down to a clash of hard power, to see which side possesses more trump cards. With the advantage of their home ground and reinforcements from the Central Lands, a straightforward confrontation will, at most, end in mutual destruction. There is no chance of claiming ultimate victory."

"Therefore, if the Demonic Path wants a thorough victory, it cannot escape two key points. First, sever the