In the vision.
Ten thousand years later, the black-robed Chen Lin standing at the heart of the battlefield suddenly stopped.
As though sensing something, he slowly raised his head. His gaze crossed ten thousand years of time and met the eyes of the Space-Time God and Chen Zhan, who were looking down from the River of Time.
Those eyes held no trace of emotion.
Pitch-black. Fathomless.
Chen Lin said nothing. Within the vision, he merely flicked his black sleeve toward the River of Time.
Boom!
The River of Time exploded.
An indescribable, utterly tyrannical repulsive force surged from the bottom of the river.
That force carried an absolute rule that "rejected all prying." It was not the power of a Sage, yet it far surpassed ordinary Sage laws.
Chen Zhan bore the brunt of it.
His eyes flared wide. His bronze armor erupted with boundless radiance, and his pure fighting spirit became a colossal blade that towered into the heavens, seeking to cleave through the repulsive surge.
Bang!
The blade of fighting spirit shattered instantly, unable to last even half a moment.
Chen Zhan grunted. As though struck by a meteor, his body was hurled backward uncontrollably, his breastplate cracking across its surface as he tumbled straight toward the exit of the rift in the river.
The Fifth Battlefield. Command headquarters.
Space twisted violently.
A figure fell out of thin air and slammed into the broken earth, plowing a trench a thousand feet deep.
"Father!"
Chen Nan, who had been waiting at the rear, blanched. In a flash, he streaked into the trench and hauled Chen Zhan to his feet.
Dugu Baitian and the Demon Lord also frowned slightly. The two men had joined forces to travel upstream through time. Why had Chen Zhan alone been blasted out like a