Time and Emptiness froze.
Not good!
Xu Yuan snapped back to his senses.
He found himself still standing in Clearheart Hall, quietly listening to the discussion.
And—
The history of more than a decade ago was being eroded by an immensely powerful Malice.
It was quite strange.
Here in the "present," he could still do anything he wanted.
Because nothing in the "past era" had been decided yet, it could not affect his present self.
The "past" and the "present"—
Two dimensions of time and Emptiness were unfolding at once!
He could not hide.
If he lost the Path of the Blood Saint, all of history would be shaken.
Without the First Blood Saint, the Dark Crown Ritual would not unfold at this moment.
The Old Gods would not be sealed, either.
Everything would be rewritten!
Absolutely not.
Xu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Wang Junshen once more.
"Your Highness, Master, I have a proposal."
He spoke up.
"Go on," Fu Xiuyi said.
"I have the Vendor, the Cook, and the Retainer—those are nicknames I gave them. I have their Laws, so I can sense that black fog and even destroy it with those Laws. Could Sect Master Wang come in with me?"
"He absorbed more of the black fog than anyone. He should know where it's thickest. If we work together, we can bring about its Annihilation."
Xu Yuan finished speaking.
"You really can bring about the black fog's Annihilation?" Fu Xiuyi asked doubtfully.
"Master, I wouldn't gamble with my own life," Xu Yuan said earnestly.
That was true.
The boy was far too shrewd to fight a battle he could not win.
When Xu Yuan did something, he went straight—
He reached out and pressed his hand against a pillar in the Grand Hall.
The pillar