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Chapter 2067 - 2068: The Action Begins!

Chapter 2067: Chapter 2068: The Action Begins!

Wang Mang looked at him warily and asked:

"Can this thing reveal my past?"

Jiang Ye gave Wang Mang a strange look, puzzled, and said:

"It’s not that heaven-defying, but it can materialize your memories to some extent."

"This way, I can also know the period of time you want to return to."

"You can choose the memories you want to disclose, so don’t worry about anything."

Wang Mang looked at him suspiciously.

After hesitating for a moment, a layer of Devouring Dao Rhyme suddenly surrounded him.

"Just place my hand on it, and that’s it?"

If anything goes even slightly awry, the Chaos Hungry Ghost will be triggered immediately, devouring the power that sustains the illusionary flow of Time.

Jiang Ye shook his head helplessly at Wang Mang’s action.

Then he also said:

"That’s correct."

Wang Mang nodded and placed his palm on it.

In an instant, a screen of light appeared from within the flow of Time.

At the same time, Wang Mang also saw the materialized Jiang Ye within the Time flow.

"This is your memory from a second ago, think about the time period you want to go back to."

After he finished speaking, the illusionary Jiang Ye in the flow of Time repeated the same words a second later.

Hearing this, Wang Mang began to recall the scene from that day.

Similarly, the scene within the Time flow started to change.

As the memories hidden deep in Wang Mang’s mind began to stir,

The scene from that day materialized.

The patriarch suddenly called for help, and through the Chaos Pact Scroll, Wang Mang’s power descended into the second ring of the universe...

The scene stopped in the instant the black mist appeared.

Likewise, Wang Mang also withdrew his arm.

Jiang Ye looked at Wang Mang with surprise and interest, and said:

"Good fellow, you actually dared to let your own power descend directly into someone else’s territory."

He didn’t mention the black mist that appeared after that.

After all, he was currently on someone else’s turf.

Wang Mang raised an eyebrow and asked:

"Can I be transported to this period of time?"

Hearing this, a strange smile appeared on Jiang Ye’s face.

"You should know, even if you travel back and save someone, the outcome of that person’s demise in this current time period won’t change at all."

Wang Mang furrowed his brow and ventured a question:

"Is it because of the Power of Ruins?"

Jiang Ye nodded, speaking with an unfathomable look:

"That’s right, that’s the power of an eighth-tier Creator God, an irrepressible force."

His reply was within Wang Mang’s expectations.

However, Wang Mang still didn’t understand why saving the patriarch in the past wouldn’t change this outcome.

"If I save someone, how would the person saved exist?"

Jiang Ye stroked his chin and said slowly:

"When you change a certain time node, the timeline will automatically correct itself."

"If you can’t withstand the timeline modification, then everything will be fine, but you won’t remember any of the subsequent events after changing the time."

"If your strength is formidable enough, then from that node, a new timeline will be born."

"Likewise, as your memories fade, that timeline will gradually collapse."

"Of course, besides these, there is one more possibility."

Wang Mang frowned and asked subconsciously:

"What is it?"

Jiang Ye smiled mysteriously and continued to enlighten Wang Mang:

"If your strength reaches a certain extreme, similar to an eighth-tier level."

"So you can forcibly change the past and prevent the timeline from spawning new branches."

"This is also considered a true rewriting of the past."

Hearing this, Wang Mang did not hesitate at all and immediately left.

This time, Jiang Ye didn’t call out to stop Wang Mang.

He just let him go.

Soon, Wang Mang and his group left the Time Realm Sea.

Thinking of Jiang Ye’s words, Wang Mang couldn’t help but frown.

According to him, he would have to reach at least the eighth-tier to resurrect the patriarchs.

This really complicates things.

Other levels might be manageable, but the eighth-tier is on the level of a Creator God.

There’s only a one-word difference from a pseudo-eighth-tier, but the strength and life essence between the two are worlds apart.

How difficult.

Wang Mang felt distressed; if possible, he certainly hoped to resurrect the patriarchs and Qing Yi.

To think that his current power was enough to crush a pseudo-eighth-tier, yet still unable to resurrect.

...

An hour later, Wang Mang casually stopped.

Looking at the group, Wang Mang suddenly felt a wave of emotion.

Unknowingly, there were now so many people behind him.

In the past, he was almost always alone.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Wang Mang spoke up:

"Abyss Xuanming brothers, it’s time for you to go back."

Hearing that, they looked at Wang Mang in confusion.

"What?"

Wang Mang took a deep breath and said:

"Your bodies have been elevated to their utmost limit."

"There are no more suitable cultivation resources for you in the Chaos Realm."

With these words, Abyss Xuanming was momentarily stunned.

"It doesn’t matter if we can’t improve further, I’ll stay; who knows, I might be able to help at some point."

Wang Mang knew he was misunderstood and explained:

"You must understand that just arriving here doesn’t make you a pseudo-eighth-tier."

"To become a pseudo-eighth-tier, you need to have the qualifications to enter this place."

"The Chaos beast’s physique-refining radiance can only improve your physical cultivation level, but here, your cultivation cannot increase significantly."

"Rather than wasting time here, it’s better to go back to the second ring of the universe and elevate your Realm to Perfect Mastery of the Eternal Realm."

"Also, the realm of pseudo-eighth-tier is not the true path."

Abyss Xuanming raised an eyebrow, curious:

"What’s the situation, Brother Wang Mang?"

Wang Mang opened his mouth but eventually did not explain.

"Just remember what I’ve said."

"I also need you to go back to the Second Loop of the universe to do some things for me."

Upon saying this, Abyss Xuanming nodded.

"Alright!"

"Let me know whenever you need me."

A smile appeared on Wang Mang’s face as he directly laid out his plan.

"When the time comes, I’ll send you back to the second ring of the universe, and you will hand over this item to someone who harbors a grudge against the Nine Clans of the Abyss."

While speaking, Wang Mang also took out two Chaos Pact Scrolls for Abyss Xuanming.

"Remember, you must find someone who holds a grudge against the Nine Clans of the Abyss, preferably someone whose hatred is as deep as the seas."

"The best would be those who have had their whole family killed."

"One scroll is for you to choose the person, the other is for me to decide later."

Abyss Xuanming took the Chaos Pact Scrolls with a complex expression and asked:

"Brother Wang Mang, are you planning to take action against the Nine Clans of the Abyss?"

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