Chen Lin understood.
The ruined parasol tree, the cold handover-everything now had a reasonable explanation. The Myriad Worlds Battlefield was not merely a meat grinder, but a graveyard that buried countless obsessions.
"Is the Taiyi Golden Immortal who killed them still alive?" Chen Lin asked the crucial question.
Wang Teng nodded. "He is. And he's become the deputy commander-in-chief of the Mirror Universe's Seventh Theater Command. His code name is Blood Butcher."
Chen Lin nodded slightly. As long as that Taiyi Golden Immortal did not personally enter the fray, he had an absolute margin of safety along this outer defensive line.
"Thanks for clearing things up, brother." Chen Lin raised his wine cup.
"We're on the same side. No need for that." Wang Teng laughed and clinked cups with him.
The feast ended with host and guest alike well satisfied. Wang Teng had not only earned a favor, but also confirmed through subtle probing that the backing behind Chen Lin was unfathomable. Chen Lin, meanwhile, had obtained the information he wanted.
Late that night, Chen Lin took his leave.
He stepped through the void and silently returned to the camp in Blackwind Pass's A-Class District.
The camp was orderly. Song Qiuya and Changqingzi had already rearranged the defensive formations, and the patrolling soldiers had a renewed air about them. They held a blind reverence for Chen Lin, their new commander.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Chen Lin opened his eyes.
After Cangyuan Hall regained its rank as a chaos supreme treasure, its time ratio had settled at a terrifying fifty to one.
One month had passed outside, while four years had passed within Cangyuan Hall.
Dark-gold qi and blood thundered within his body. His cultivation at the peak of the late-stage Heavenly Immortal realm had