As Lin Yuan gazed at the mysterious Little Box, his mind filled with all sorts of wild ideas, such as "reincarnation," "possessing another body to start over," and "myself with amnesia."
But these scattered thoughts had no effect on the Little Box, which still lay quietly in the center of the Treasure Collection Room.
It was as though it were telling Lin Yuan, "Go ahead and keep guessing."
"Forget it. The truth will surface someday."
Lin Yuan shook his head and buried the matter in his heart.
Whatever the truth was, since the Heavenly Venerable had left a contingency, Lin Yuan had a little more confidence in facing the Great Being.
"No wonder the three lords were so excited when I appeared at the Heavenly Gate, and took me so seriously."
"It seems they'd already spotted the Heavenly Venerable's influence behind me."
"As expected, only a paradox-level being can deal with another paradox-level being."
Before Lin Yuan appeared, everyone in the Sanctum had been prepared to die. All they did amounted to "doing everything they could and leaving the rest to fate."
After Lin Yuan crossed over to the Heavenly Gate, however, all three lords had clearly regained hope and begun seriously considering various other plans.
Although the Heavenly Venerable was already dead, a mere trace of the power he had left behind could rekindle everyone's hope.
That was the significance of a paradox-level being.
"Paradox level... I wonder if I'll ever reach that level."
Lin Yuan silently lost himself in thought.
Over the next few days, Lin Yuan stayed on East Pole Island a while longer.
Since he had decided that his next stop would be a return to Panlong Island, he naturally needed to prepare in advance.
Lin Yuan first consulted the East Pole Island Lord, learning