Xu Yuan felt the world spin around him.
Perhaps it lasted a long time.
Perhaps it was over in an instant.
Then, all at once—
His feet touched the ground, and he tumbled over.
A force helped him up.
A voice sounded beside him:
"Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Venerable, he has your bow."
Another voice said, "He carries a future Dimension within him. He must have come from the future."
"We're trapped inside this ritual and know nothing of the future. Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Venerable, ask him what it's like!" Xu Yuan raised his head.
He was in a cave.
Seven or eight powerful figures stood inside, each radiating a power he knew well.
Three Realms True Power!
In other words—
These people were gods from a bygone age!
Xu Yuan glanced at the bow in his hand, then at the Middle-Aged Man standing among them in a dark blue Daoist robe.
"The bow. Give it to me," the Middle-Aged Man said evenly.
The bow rang out with joy, as though it could hardly wait to return to the Middle-Aged Man's hand.
So he was the Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Venerable.
What happened? I was clearly controlling Yaseline...
No.
Now I remember.
A drop of blood had come from the future. Yaseline had been busy helping Yalita complete the Path of the Blood Saint, while Xu Jingchen assisted her.
Only Na Muluo Emptiness had been free.
So Xu Yuan had controlled Na Muluo and caught that drop of blood!
Then he had traveled toward an even more distant age.
This place—
Was his destination!
"Back to its rightful owner."
As Xu Yuan spoke, he handed over the bow.
A woman in palace dress stood nearby, her aura vast as the sea. She asked urgently:
"You have Three Realms True Power too. You must be a