The Main River of Time flowed on. After a brief silence, a voice sounded again.
"Keep calm. We don't have to go back, but that doesn't mean we can't send someone else back."
"Who?"
"Fan Shen."
"Right. It seems to have nothing to do lately, but it can't mediate between those little troublemakers."
"We're not asking it to mediate. It just needs to bring back whoever's making the biggest fuss. That crazy girl, for instance."
"Hmph. Your Yun Xin isn't exactly behaving itself either. It even dared to say it would replace you."
"Then bring it back too. Include Ming Qing, Time Gui, and Thousand Machine Strange Performance."
"Suit yourselves."
"Pass down the order: Fan Shen is to go to Outer Heaven and bring back Saint Rou, Ming Qing, Time Gui, Yun Xin, and Thousand Machine Strange Performance. No mistakes."
Inside Time Ancient City, an oval gray sphere floated, its voice low and heavy. "Understood."
The oval gray sphere shot out of Time Ancient City and sped downstream.
Before long, it encountered Eight Colors up ahead.
Eight Colors had actually been preparing to flee. It had even withdrawn its Divine Power Lines, afraid that if a ruler returned and saw it blocking the river, they might casually slap it to death. At least if it wasn't blocking the river, it could explain itself.
But when the oval sphere came into view, it silently sent out its Divine Power Lines and continued blocking the river, leaving a gap only for the oval sphere to pass through and continue downstream.
It wasn't blocking the river anymore.
Yet Fan Shen, the oval sphere, did nothing else. It acted as if it hadn't seen Eight Colors at all, passed through the gap, and headed for Outer Heaven.
"Fan Shen? It's actually that thing? Well,