After hearing Wen Xuan's words, Su Yi's current Divine Authority allowed him to understand the reason behind everything in an instant.
From the power Wen Xuan had displayed earlier, Su Yi had already known that the essence of the Divine Authority he wielded was memory.
Whether it was erasing certain people's perceptions or altering the memories of those around him.
And the source of all memory authority in this world was the Deceiver of Yore.
Memory was also the medium the Mist Sage had used in his final search for the seventh Ancient Bronze Gate.
He needed a disposable medium clean enough to establish a resonance between his own memories and the Mist Sage's.
And Wen Xuan, who had attained extraordinary mastery over memory authority and enjoyed considerable renown throughout this universe, had naturally become that expendable medium.
The reason the Deceiver of Yore had granted Wen Xuan such immense power.
The reason Wen Xuan had subsequently met Su Yi and forged such a deep friendship with him.
It had all been part of the Deceiver of Yore and the Mist Sage's plan.
Seeing yet another friend about to fade away, even Su Yi could not help asking.
"Wen Xuan, my friend, you must know very well what awaits you next."
"You'll dissolve completely into the nothingness of this universe, leaving no trace in either the past or the future."
Wen Xuan's voice was remarkably relaxed and carefree. "My friend, I know what I'm doing."
"Back then, when I gave up on myself and went into self-imposed exile, my life reached its end. It was the Deceiver of Yore who saved me. Along with immense power, he gave me the means to travel across time."
"I still remember his words clearly."
"Accept this power, and you will embark on a