The white light of Remnants of the Past slowly faded away.
Lynn frowned as he looked at the tombstone-filled temple, now restored to the present.
He had forced the projection of the past from Remnants of the Past all the way back to its limit, one hundred and twenty thousand years ago, but he was still nowhere near the time when this temple had been born. And throughout those preceding hundred thousand years, the White Hair Person had never appeared again. There had only been that flesh from the Old Days, nurturing that ancient embryo.
As for when the war of the Old Gods had broken out...
That might have been hundreds of thousands or even millions of years ago, perhaps even earlier.
Yet his Remnants of the Past could not even reach beyond the first era.
Still, Lynn had another way to trace the past further back.
One last portion of that raven's corpse remained. He had not devoured the entire corpse last time, and since its memories extended to two thousand years ago, that also meant it must have stored every memory of the White Hair Person's activities throughout those countless years.
But could that corpse really have belonged to the White Hair Person?
Lynn looked up.
And more importantly...
What connection did that man have to him? If it had only been an ordinary raven, that would have been one thing, but why had Zuo Zuo and the Trinity also appeared in those visions of the past...
Zuo Zuo raised her hand with a Ծ‸Ծ expression, looked at her Blockhead, and said, "Are you saying, Blockhead, that someday we might travel through the torrent of time and leave our mark in the distant past? That sounds pretty cool."
Lynn stared with dead-fish eyes and said:
"Put aside