The sword's cry rang like a great bell being struck, jolting Yu Yantong awake. The instant she broke free of that bizarre realm, the experience she had just undergone frightened her into a cold sweat that did not exist. Even after regaining consciousness and realizing that the pills she had refined for you over ten thousand years had been utterly ruined, she could not spare any thought for it. She immediately turned into a crimson rainbow and swept toward a secluded place, forming seals with her fingers and pressing them to her brow as she began to examine herself inwardly...
Countless reincarnations, countless outcomes... Qin Huang, who had guarded you day and night, had likewise touched the Star Cloud Divine Bridge. Compared to Yu Yantong, Qin Huang was undoubtedly stronger. Yet even he could not avoid being dragged into that bizarre realm by the Star Cloud Divine Bridge, remaining trapped within for who knew how many years.
Compared to Yu Yantong, Qin Huang had been luckier. He had not sunk into it for long before someone else awakened him. That brief loss of self allowed him to view the matter more objectively. If it had been an illusion, then among the many illusions Qin Huang had encountered thus far, none had been even remotely similar. But if it had not been an illusion, why had his consciousness been instantly stripped from his body, allowing him to see things that felt incomparably real—things he had once done, as well as things he had never done?
Rather than shrinking back in fear, Qin Huang's curiosity was greatly stirred, and he wanted to explore its mysteries. Having cultivated to Qin Huang's level, he had naturally encountered the concept of the river of time and space in many secret tomes. Among them was the