[Your mind reeled, and an indescribable chill welled up within you.]
[If this vast chessboard had, from beginning to end, been an epoch-shaking contest between the [Immortal] and the Heaven and Earth of the [Supreme True Realm]...]
[Then where, exactly, had those two Supreme Existences placed their pieces?]
[A mind tangled like hemp could no longer describe the storm-tossed waves raging within you.]
[For instance, in the simulation of the previous era, the [Supreme True Realm] had nearly collapsed, and Heaven and Earth had wailed in anguish, yet no being other than your Simulated Clone had intervened.]
[Viewed from another angle, across all eight previous simulations, a variable from the [future] had always burst onto the scene, without exception.]
[The [Eighth Simulation] still had the [Dream Master] moving the pieces, but in the earlier simulations, many of those variables had already perished. The logic simply did not hold!]
[So...]
[Did [Heaven and Earth] have another trump card?!]
[An ultimate trump card that ensured the [future] would appear at the end of every simulation, never allowing the [Immortal] to truly descend in this era?!]
[You felt cold throughout your entire body, as though you had plunged into the nine nether depths.]
[If that truly was the case, the situation was even more treacherous and unfathomable!]
[Though your [original body] was currently hidden within the [true-false supreme realm], you had believed yourself utterly secure.]
[Now, however, this place was clearly no sanctuary!]
[After all, the [life-bound divine ability] you possessed was merely at the level of a [half-immortal legacy].]
[And the rank of [Heaven and Earth] far surpassed that of a [Half-Immortal], standing above all myriad Daos.]
[Could your [original body], cowering here, truly escape its all-seeing gaze and remain safe?]
[Most crucial of all was the attitude of [Heaven and Earth]