Xu Yuan quietly returned to ten years later, appearing in the woods across from Mount Luofu.
Lines of faint, glowing text appeared in midair:
"Attention!"
"You are a deputy general of the Nine Nether Prefecture and have completed the trials of its First and Second Layers."
"When you reach the Third Layer, your rank will rise."
"You will begin to wield authority."
It was done.
Those Ghost Entities had never wanted him to attend Ninefold Nether Advanced Training. They had set traps and made trouble for him all along the way.
What went around came around. Their day of reckoning was close!
Xu Yuan let out a long breath, found a Branch, and leaped onto it to crouch and recover for a while.
He had only five hours to rest!
He raised a hand, and a blank Paper Strip appeared in it.
The Blank Historical Branch!
This was the genuine treasure. He had to save it for a critical moment.
He carefully put away the Paper Strip.
Across the river,
towering, sheer peaks rose into the clouds before Xu Yuan's eyes.
Right now,
Zuo Lingjing had probably disguised herself as him and was attending the Enrollment Ceremony with Jiang Xueyao and Yang Xiaobing.
There was nothing he needed to do.
He suddenly slapped his forehead.
How ridiculous. He had gotten it wrong.
After the Selection Tournament ended, he would return from ten years ago to the exact moment he had left.
There had been no need for Zuo Lingjing to take his place!
He should have gone himself!
But since Zuo Lingjing was already there, he might as well cultivate.
Xu Yuan closed his eyes and slowly regulated his breathing.
Time passed.
Dozens of minutes later, he opened his eyes again.
...No good.
Spiritual Power had filled every Meridians channel.