Fire burned, lighting the night sky as buildings collapsed one after another with dull crashes.
Xu Yuan looked around.
Everything on Earth had vanished.
He had returned to the Three Realms, arrived in the Ninefold Nether, and reappeared at that moment ten years ago.
At this moment,
he was Na Muluo, standing on the Town's street and watching Yalita and Yaseline walk away together.
He had been about to confront Xu Chengan.
But the Old Gods had turned everything back to this moment—
They had spent an enormous amount of Life Force without managing to kill him, so they had restored everything instead.
What about Xu Chengan?
He probably won't come now.
They won't dare provoke me again.
But...
Could things really end like this?
No one was around.
Yet Xu Yuan spoke into the empty darkness:
"This is like a basketball game. Your possession is over, and you've fallen back on defense—
"Now it's my turn to drive with the ball."
Boom!
He shot into the air. With a brief sweep of his senses, he found his direction.
Stealing from Heaven and Earth!
In an instant, he appeared atop that mountain in the Ninefold Nether, hovering as he looked down at the Divine Temple.
This was the Old Gods' temple.
The stone tablet inscribed with their true names was here too.
"Ten Thousand Souls Return to Gui Xu... The Whisper that deceives all living beings has reached its end."
Xu Yuan raised a hand and pressed it toward the Divine Temple from afar.
Stealing from Heaven and Earth!
He meant to split the temple in two: one half would fall to the depths of the Ninefold Nether, the other to Avici Hell, where the flames never ceased! From then on, they would never draw another drop of Life Force!