Until one day, the Ruthless Empress's cultivation allowed her to discover the restraints of the red thread fate pattern on her body. As an Immortal King Colossus, she suspected that Jiang Ming had something to do with it. This was her last lead.
And that lead ran backward along the River of Time, as though that man belonged not to the present, but to the past.
So the Ruthless Empress was determined to visit the past. She wanted not only to meet Baby Hao, who had stood alone in judgment over all ages, but also to find the whereabouts of that faithless man. That was what mattered most.
It was not just the Ruthless Empress. Ye Fan and Emperor Wushi were searching for Jiang Ming too.
Emperor Wushi was furious. Jiang Ming had indeed saved his beloved confidante, Dilis. (She had admired Wushi's peerless, supreme bearing and wanted to follow in Emperor Wushi's footsteps, but ultimately failed to fulfill that wish, passing away beneath a desolate starry sky.)
But Jiang Ming had slept with a flower resembling his mother. He had not even spared a Saint Spirit, and had even had a child with her.
Ye Fan was also searching for Jiang Ming, along with that entire sprawling family of his, searching through the ages. "Brother, you're too heartless. Where on earth did you go?"
Meanwhile, Shi Hao was in a daze. He felt as though his entire being had become a speck of dust in the River of Time, or had entered the cycle of reincarnation.
He was utterly dazed, his soul drifting, his consciousness alternating between wakefulness and slumber. Yet whenever he was about to fall asleep, a wisp of emperor flame would blaze fiercely, taking him to witness endless darkness and death. Immortal blood stained the heavens