In the Blood River, as expected, it was completely in a frenzy, filled with countless Tai Chu Yin Spirits and powerful invincible Giant Bone Sky Demons, an unimaginable number.

After Zhou Yan appeared, he immediately encountered a terrifying assault, but he quickly traversed through the ancient array into the depths of the Blood River.

He dared not linger for even a moment, for this place had turned into a deadly ominous land, extremely terrifying.

In the depths of the Blood River, it was deathly silent. The thunder tribulation's purple electric arcs still flickered, and the Wan Hun Ancestor had become completely lifeless, nearly decayed.

However, when Zhou Yan saw him, he found that the Wan Hun Ancestor still retained at least fifty percent of his potential.

This was a terrifying result! Through endless years of being crazily tempered by the heavenly tribulation, to still have such a strong foundation—it was a truly astonishing ability.

When Zhou Yan arrived, the Wan Hun Ancestor opened his eyes again, but when he looked at Zhou Yan, his gaze sharpened slightly, followed by an expression filled with endless sorrow.

That was an eternal desolate gaze, a gaze of utmost loneliness.

The deep eyes, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes full of vicissitudes, were enough to impact one's spirit in an instant, making one's divine soul tremble.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath within, calming the various strange emotions in his heart, and said calmly, "Wan Jian Tian, I have come."

"Too late."

Wan Hun Ancestor Wan Jian Tian let out a sorrowful sigh, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Having come means it's not too late."

Zhou Yan said thoughtfully.

"Speech Spirit Heavenly Girl Fu Wanling, is she dead?"

Wan Jian Tian asked.

He seemed to know the result but still asked.

"Dead."

"Has the guardian of the Flame Throne shattered?"

"Shattered."

"Has the Dark God Domain fallen into chaos?"

"It has."

"Have the battlefields of the Outer Heaven Demon been reopened?"

"I don't know, but it seems they have been. The battlefields have opened the gate to the Dark God Domain; the ancient demon clans invaded, and the Outer Heaven Demons are everywhere."

"Have any ancient cultivators descended to this place?"

"Ancient Taoist priests from the Tao Sect have appeared."

"Have monks appeared?"

"Haven't seen any yet."

...

The two of them exchanged questions and answers.

The voice of the Wan Hun Ancestor was full of vicissitudes and hoarse, amidst sighs.

Zhou Yan's attitude was indifferent, cold, unaffected by anything.

Like the calm serenity within, an ancient well without ripples.

"So, everything has already happened. I thought I didn't know."

The Wan Hun Ancestor was very dejected, wanting to do nothing, seemingly just waiting for death.

Zhou Yan took out a fist-sized quarter of the Heart-soothing Spring but did not give it to the Wan Hun Ancestor Wan Jian Tian.

"Everything has already happened? You didn't know? How ridiculous! So, what do you want to know?"

Zhou Yan said coldly.

This kind of Wan Jian Tian, he was quite disappointed in.

But Zhou Yan never had any hope, so disappointment was out of the question.

Without hope, there is no disappointment to be found.

This fact would not change anywhere.

"Know what? The past? The present? The future? I am now very confused, knowing many kinds of 'truths,' yet intermixed, making me fall into a chaos of Tao."

Wan Hun Ancestor said.

His tone was full of sorrow.

This wasn't decadence, for someone of Wan Jian Tian's realm could never be decadent.

But it was an indescribable sorrow, born from the helpless sorrow of all cultivators, the powerless sorrow of seeing no hope, the despair that even despair is powerless against.

Yet Zhou Yan's attitude remained cold, as he looked at Wan Jian Tian with icy eyes, merely sensing the four corners of the quiet Blood River in this serene world.

Zhou Yan suddenly felt that this place really wasn't a good place.

It never was.

For, compared to the previous frenzy, it was utterly too quiet, too tranquil here.

Such tranquility, in fact, was somewhat unsettling.

"Discovered it? The endless frenzy of the Blood River, the slumbering Giant Bone Sky Demon locked by chains, I once revived, forming a true suppression, because I am a Supreme with ninety-five bloodline transformations!"

"For them, this is a tremendous aid, so me here, it forms a balance with the power of a certain faction, which cannot be broken."

"So, why have you come? It's useless, leave!"

The Wan Hun Ancestor spoke.

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Wan Hun Ancestor, Wan Jian Tian, I just have one thing to say."

"Speak."

The Wan Hun Ancestor nodded deeply.

"You mentioned the past, present, and future. So, perhaps you believe you exist in the future watching helplessly as the disasters of the past unfold, right?"

"Hmm? How do you know these things?"

The Wan Hun Ancestor was shocked.

Truly shocked, he looked at Zhou Yan with a terrifying gaze, as if trying to discern something different about him.

But Zhou Yan remained indifferent and cold, almost devoid of any emotional aura.

"Wan Hun Ancestor, I've gained insights into the Immortal Path, even experienced the taste of Immortal Ascension, and even condensed an Immortal Soul Embryo twice and failed, understanding the various differences between Supreme, Immortal, and Immortal. But one thing is certain. Time, does not exist in reincarnation.

The future cannot exist in the present while watching the past unfold without interference.

Perhaps, it's merely a True Void, defining such a rule.

This rule stipulates that we all come from the future, exist in the present, watching ourselves in the past striving and fighting within a situation. Thus we give birth to very complex feelings and even confuse ourselves."

"In reality, when the True Void Heavenly Prohibition is broken, there is no future, nor does it exist in the past; it is merely a developing situation in the present."

"The hypothetical future does not exist; it only arises from a derivation. And what is happening to us in the past is not unchangeable; it can be changed.

Because I cannot create a past that has already occurred, but I can create an unknowable future."

"I have cultivated the True Void Killing Spirit to Great Perfection, profoundly realizing that the creation of our will, like creating a special Domain World space, produces a series of rules. In reality, those are all born from a single thought. A thought that gives rise to endless results, all of which have emerged.

But in fact, none of the results have emerged, and among them, the best result is chosen. Those that are abandoned have not happened but are deemed to have occurred.

Those results that have not happened are the future, but because the results are observed, they are deemed to become the past."

"However, in reality, there is only one result, which is the best one we choose now, right?"

"Now, do you understand?"

Zhou Yan explained.

This is the domain of Soul Killing, the True Void's Heavenly Restriction, the true path of transcendence.

This insight was merged into Zhou Yan's heart through the comprehension of the throne man, understanding the Time Rules.

Yet he did not refer to it as the Time Rules, merely telling Wan Jian Tian that everything, all thoughts, are merely notions; thoughts that can exist or not exist.

All thoughts are like a dream, like an illusion, not truly existent.

This point is very important.

Like a drop of water falling from the sky, during the fall it undergoes derivation, there are infinite parallel spaces presenting the results of falling, one of which is the desired result, the result of this drop of water falling on the ground and not being blown away by the wind.

So the derivation returns, and the result is that the water should fall on the ground—but in fact, the water is still falling.

For a cultivator who knows the result, it means knowing the future, standing in the present and seeing the water drip from the past to the future.

This is the Time Rules. But rules ultimately do not change anything. Because the results are all unknown. The derivation reveals only the best possibility.

...

Indeed, upon hearing these words, Wan Jian Tian's eyes lit up completely.

Such a glow is a true glow of hope.

A glow of strong belief.

With such understanding, there is hope to live, because all despair is merely a notion.

Notions, bad ones, can be completely abandoned.

"Understood, Zhou Yan, Emperor Lei Yan, no words can express my gratitude."

The Wan Hun Ancestor bowed as much as he could, though bound in chains, unable to complete the gesture.

Yet his gratitude and heartfelt thanks were evident.

Zhou Yan nodded and said, "From now on, there is no Zhou Yan, only the code name 'Evil Venerate.' I no longer wish to discuss matters of the past, present, or even future regarding Zhou Yan."

"This is not because I am unwilling to face the facts, but rather it allows me to focus more, to concentrate on the Evil Heart, on the Evil Soul, and on the unscrupulously powerful evil methods. I want to be strong, and therefore I will leave no stone unturned."

"Alright, since you wish to live, I will do my best to help you. Afterward, I need the inheritance of the Ultimate Immortal Dao Secret Techniques of the Ten Thousand Soul Sword Dao, and I also need your help to comprehend the fusion technique of the Crystal Giant Troll. I have a vague feeling that if I can form the avatar fusion technique with the Twelve Beast Sword Soul, I should become even stronger!"

"Because now, every type of Xingyi Battle Soul is a kind of specialization, and after fusion, it reflects the overall Xingyi Battle Soul but does not display the strength of each War Beast. However, those Crystal Giant Trolls can solve this contradiction, presenting all capabilities in the fusion, each stacking to extraordinary power!"

Zhou Yan laid out his demands.

The Wan Hun Ancestor was taken aback; then he nodded vigorously and said, "This was originally to slay the Heavenly Demon's Supreme Dao, and I have been comprehending it, nearly succeeding, but now suppressed, how can I continue to study and comprehend? Yet if we cooperate, there is a strong possibility of success!"

"Certainly, if I am to revive and awaken, the Heart-soothing Spring is indeed sufficient, but this process requires the transformation of the muscles and bloodline, perhaps drawing endless killing intent, triggering an unparalleled Heavenly Tribulation. Can you withstand it?"

"How long?"

"Ninety-nine days!"

"Alright, I will endure for ninety-nine days. Even in death, I will see you live!"

Zhou Yan declared coldly.

His tone was unwavering!

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