The Clash

Another figure was a refined-looking man in his thirties. Hearing the figure's words, his expression shifted, and he asked respectfully, with a hint of unease:

"Great Emperor, is this supreme being who breached the River of Time human?"

"Do not call me Great Emperor. The moment Wang Gu merged with the annals of human history, he had already perished. I am merely a remnant of his soul."

The figure spoke calmly, then shook his head slightly. "The gap between us is too great. I cannot discern his origins. I was only able to sense the fluctuations of the River of Time by drawing on the power of the human annals. And besides..."

"It wasn't the only thing to cross the River of Time. An uninvited guest will also descend upon the Lingyang Realm three years from now," the figure continued, changing the subject.

A flash of horror crossed the refined man's face. He couldn't imagine what level of power a terrifying being capable of crossing the River of Time might possess.

"This uninvited guest isn't coming by virtue of its own power. It relies on a supreme treasure that links past and present. A fragment of that treasure will emerge three years from now."

The figure shook his head slightly.

"Can the place where it will emerge be confirmed?" the refined man asked hurriedly.

"Chengtian Domain."

At the border, of all places?

The refined man felt a headache coming on and asked, "When will the Imperial Lord return?"

The figure fell silent for a moment before replying:

"Taishi is contending with the Demon Emperor Chenxin and the Purple Cloud Demon Venerable for control of a starfield. He won't be able to return anytime soon. It will take at least two years."

"Did the Imperial Lord send back any word? Chengtian