In the future—
In the era when he attained his Crown, the Old God had died.
The Three Realms were falling.
What would happen?
Everything was unknown!
Xu Yuan stopped dwelling on it and said:
"The Competition is over."
Before his words had faded, lines of faintly glowing text appeared:
"Your doubles all originated from the Competition." “Four Fate Positions are currently occupied: Na Muluo, Xu Jingchen, Yaseline, and the Eight-Armed Yaksha.” "Once the Competition ends, the Fate Positions will vanish, and each double will gradually perish without drawing attention." "Among them, the you named Yaseline possesses the identity and power of a Blood Saint." "Will you absorb her power and make suitable arrangements?" "To absorb that power, you must merge with her. Only then can you obtain the Blood Saint power within her and return to the future."
There was nothing to think about.
Once he had the identity of a Blood Saint himself, he would no longer need to ask anyone else for help.
He had come to the past for precisely this!
"Fusion!"
Xu Yuan gave the command.
That familiar sensation swept over him.
It was as though he were undergoing the Blood Saint Ritual all over again, plunging Xu Yuan into profound agony.
Elsewhere.
Deep within the Secret Passage.
Yaseline suddenly turned to Yalita.
"Sister."
"What is it?"
"I have to go. I'm actually from the future. I came here to protect you because we made an agreement."
"..."
As the two women spoke, Yaseline's figure gradually faded into nothingness.
She merged into Xu Yuan's body.
Enduring the agony of a second Blood Saint Ritual, Xu Yuan held the Three Realms Demon-Suppressing Bow and activated its power, returning directly to the future.
He stood above the Mist Sea and waited a full fifteen minutes,