If he couldn't return to ten years ago, everyone really would be dead.
His friends, disciples, subordinates—everyone he knew—and all the places that held his memories would be gone.
And that wasn't all...
Bai Ye suddenly looked back at An Xiaotong and the others, who were still fighting.
Once they fell into the Forbidden Domain, they would all die.
Then perhaps he alone would survive, living on in eternal solitude.
Becoming a lonely... god.
Dark emotions welled up inside Bai Ye, swallowing him like a whirlpool.
Just as they had An Xiaotong earlier.
It was always easy to offer someone else a few reassuring words. When it happened to you, comforting yourself was another matter.
Everything was clear from the sidelines. Inside the game, every step was hard.
Reason could comfort anyone but yourself.
"Is this how my story ends?"
Bai Ye murmured under his breath. The next moment, the corner of his mouth lifted.
"Yes. That's how your story ends, not mine."
He raised his head, his eyes bright.
What did the despair of a second ago have to do with the me of this second?
Everyone knew a god couldn't even empathize with his past self.
A god was best at leaving every dark emotion in the previous second. As for what he would do in the next?
Sorry. He'd forgotten.
"Corruption by the Heart Abyss?" Bai Ye's smile widened, mischief glinting in his eyes. "Things are getting more and more interesting."
On the ground, Wen Ce's chest rose and fell ever more violently. Twisted black mist seeped from his veins.
The power of the Heart Abyss was devouring his mind bit by bit.
His consciousness began to blur.
But then Bai Ye's words—things are getting more and more interesting—reached his ears.
They struck his crumbling soul like