Before leaving, Ji Xun went to see Old Man Xu because he hoped that if his plan failed, there would still be someone left to pass down the truth of what had happened.
Pioneers who carved through thorns in the darkness, facing an unknown road ahead, could only leave markers for those who came after as they walked, so that even if they fell, the next generation would be warned.
Rather than having no one know what happened and continuing to fall in the same place.
Just as the predecessors of the Card Master Civilization had once done.
On the road that was the river of history, Ji Xun had made it this far precisely because he had seen one marker after another.
In truth, he already understood clearly that once he became certain the Plane Overseers existed, he had already drawn the attention of some mysterious method on the level of cosmic laws.
Not only him, but close companions such as Nan Jing and Chujiu were also in danger of "disappearing" at any moment.
The Overseer had not erased them only because they were not yet enough of a threat.
In the eyes of a True God, even a powerful mid-level god like Nan Shenyu could easily be erased from history, much less humans who had not even condensed a divine spark.
What Ji Xun had to do now was leave behind the markers that needed to be left before he was erased.
In the basement behind the Grand Court.
Ji Xun looked at the four coffins Old Man Xu had summoned before him, countless thoughts surfacing in his mind.
The four coffins were, respectively, the coffin acquired by the Oran Royal Family that could nurture a physical body; the coffin on the Neon Train inherited by the Bai