At the top of the Blood Pine Tree, Chu Xisheng knew nothing of the many upheavals outside the Time Secret Realm. He only felt as though he was about to burst.
Wave after wave of power from unknown sources tugged at his limbs and squeezed his body.
Chu Xisheng had already summoned the subsidiary body of the Divine Delusion Sword, yet it only slightly eased the pressure on him.
And now, he not only had to struggle to maintain his movements, but also face all manner of inner demons.
Countless figures, some strange and some familiar, manifested around Chu Xisheng.
The familiar ones were all people he knew. The strangers came from Chu Xisheng's memories before he was buried alive, memories that had lain deep in his mind, never recalled.
They included his dead parents, Chu Yunyun, Tie Kuangren, the Commandery Governor, Chu Rulai, Chu Ming, and even the Son of Heaven.
All of them stared coldly at him.
"You killed me. If not for you, I wouldn't have died. My ritual to advance to the fourth rank wouldn't have failed."
"You're already a dead man, yet you still dare stir up trouble?"
"Why not look at your lifespan? The Zangtian Divine Flame on you is still burning. How much life do you have left?"
"Give up. The Wooden Sword Immortal can't cut open the River of Time. He's using you. Have you considered the consequences of failure?"
"Whether you succeed or fail, the gods will loathe you. Zhu Guangyin will kill you at any cost, and every first-rank Giant Spirit in the North will learn what you did in the secret realm. Yet you alone will have to bear those consequences."
"Admit defeat, husband. We can't win. We can do without this supreme immortal opportunity."
"Look, all the fiend