Reincarnation

He saw countless shattered scenes within space and time, flashing before his eyes like films playing at breakneck speed.

He saw more versions of "himself" in parallel time-spaces, all undergoing the same reincarnation.

Some versions of "himself" had become peerless powerhouses in certain time-spaces, possessing endless power and glory;

Some versions of "himself" had turned to ashes amid chaos, vanishing without a trace;

And still other versions of "himself"... had long lost themselves through the endless years, becoming existences like walking corpses.

"Is this what they call a fortuitous opportunity?"

Mo Chen clenched Emperor's Fall tightly. The blade trembled with a mournful hum, as though it too sensed the resentment and despair in his heart.

He suddenly realized that what the mysterious voice had bestowed was not a fortuitous opportunity, but an eternal curse!

This curse forced him to repeat the same fate across countless time-spaces. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape this terrifying cycle.

"Is this the deception 'past me' spoke of?"

Mo Chen suddenly swung his blade at the void. Blade light flashed like lightning, tearing a gash through space.

His figure streaked through the void like a meteor, growing faster and faster. In the end, he gradually solidified and reappeared before Huang Tianyue and the others.

"Mo Chen, you're finally back!"

Huang Tianyue's face was filled with worry. Seeing Mo Chen return safely, the great weight in her heart finally fell away.

Yet Mo Chen did not answer her. His gaze remained fixed upon the humanoid black shadow opposite him—his past self.

The humanoid black shadow was slowly dissipating, a faint smile of relief on its face.

It stared at Mo Chen and said meaningfully, "Future me, you know what to do now, don't you? You must break through convention and return to your