"Yanyanluo...?" Du Yu frowned slightly. "I think I heard that name a long time ago..."
He was puzzled. Why would the "Line" of someone who had never appeared on the battlefield drift before him?
Du Yu extracted the contents of the "Line," forming a fragment of space. With a slight movement of his fingers, the scenery around him shifted to Japan in the Edo Period.
He had only skimmed the story when a trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
"I've already witnessed the suffering of hundreds of thousands of people, yet I can still feel for you. That's just like you, Brother A-Xiang."
Du Yu silently closed his eyes and told a lie. He told the "Line" that its master was not dead, merely away on a long journey.
He hoped this lie would make Jin Jianglang, somewhere in spacetime, feel a little better.
After the "Line" shattered in response, Du Yu grew thoughtful.
He had previously felt that the power of "Time" resembled the Shiranui Household's power, but he had been unable to pinpoint why.
But judging by what he saw now, could every line "cut" by the Shiranui Household end up here with him?
"How interesting. It seems the ones who comprehended the Great Dao of Time were neither You Si nor Zhan Qisheng, but you 'Time Masters.'"
Du Yu stopped dwelling on Yanyanluo's story and instead advanced the time of the entire "great battle" by a full hour. This tiny change alone amounted to more than a hundred years.
His eyes were gradually becoming lost.
If not for the strange "Lines" that drifted over at regular intervals, Du Yu felt he would have turned completely into a stone statue.
Amid this vast river of stars, Du Yu could not feel the passage of time at all.