The battle finally reached its conclusion.
The Sentinel lay in the Sleeping Dragon Court, with Ling An standing quietly beside the dragon.
He had never intended to kill the Sentinel or do anything of the sort.
It was just that, from their very first meeting, the Sentinel had taken issue with his identity as a Threnodian. Even when he merely asked how to resolve Mt. Firmament's temporal flow problem, the Sentinel had barely deigned to acknowledge him.
After all, the Sentinel bore the responsibility of serving as Jinzhou's guardian deity. Ling An naturally would not truly do anything to the dragon.
Standing before the Sentinel, Ling An said calmly, "You needn't worry about Jinzhou's future. The Temporal Power Jinhsi inherited is more than enough to protect Jinzhou as it is now."
Amid the ruins, the Sentinel gave two light coughs. "What do you mean?"
Ling An explained in a clear voice, "As things stand, Jinzhou faces two threats. The first was the chaotic temporal flow on Mt. Firmament, which has now been resolved. The second is the Threnodian, Dreamless."
"You are right." The Sentinel heaved that enormous body upright and floated into the air again, though the dragon's gaze remained wary as it settled on Ling An.
Just now, the Sentinel had clearly sensed that Ling An had no intention of killing the dragon.
That had been quite reassuring.
Moreover, that person seemed to be backing Ling An as well.
After all, without that person's approval, the Temporal Power could not have been passed on.
Perhaps the Sentinel should have given the matter more consideration from the start. Yet his identity as a Threnodian had made it impossible to let down that guard.
"I can sense that Dreamless has not departed. You have taken away most of the Temporal Power.