"Those two streams of Essence Origin actually contained traces of... No! That point in time was far too dangerous. I can't enter it again. I must invade another!"
Having escaped utter destruction, the Lord of Self still trembled with fear. Merely recalling what he had just seen sent chills through him. He barely gathered the remnants of his stream and struggled to form a human body again, but a speck of starlight flickered inside him, becoming difficult to conceal!
He looked down at the change in his body, his expression conflicted. At last, he gritted his teeth.
"So be it. Now that things have come to this, I do need a second plan. If I can't do anything to Chen Fangqing this time, I still can't let this effort go to waste. I've paid so much already. If I gain nothing, what was it all for?"
His mind settled once he made his decision. Thinking back on what had happened, he formed a vague suspicion.
"Those blood-colored Mountain Spirits carried an aura much like the Blood River Ancestor's. Was He behind it? I thought only the World-Honored One had acted and the Blood Ancestor hadn't come, but was He lying in ambush within the Time Cage to strike at me? Yet that makes no sense either... Oh no!"
Sensing Chen Cuo's aura closing rapidly from behind, the Lord of Self cast aside his thoughts. He dared not linger and immediately sped ahead!
"Damn Chen Fangqing! He haunts me like a restless ghost! I've come all the way here, yet he still won't stop chasing me. Does he truly mean to wipe me out? At our level, we're all players at the board, each placing our own pieces. If one game fails, we can simply withdraw and play again another day!"