"To be precise, a few hundred thousand years ago?" Jiu Youchen asked, resting his chin on his hand and pondering for a moment.

"What do you mean? Are you playing me?" Song Xi frowned slightly, finding it absurd.

"Why are you messing with me? You don't think I'm over 100,000 years old just because I look like I'm seventeen or eighteen, do you? You don't know how our Nether Clan inherits its lineage. Every Nether Clan King separates his primordial spirit and soul into a newborn before he dies, in order to preserve the purest bloodline."

As Jiu Youchen said this, he stared at Song Xiwei and laughed, "You must have been reincarnated, so you have almost no memory of me. You can only sense that I am an old acquaintance of yours by relying on the faint trace of existence in your primordial spirit."

"Tens of thousands of years ago? Can you tell me what I was like tens of thousands of years ago?" Song Xiwei regarded Jiu Youchen as a lifeline, hoping to obtain some useful information.

"Fortunately, I brought the Myriad Nether Mirror. You only need to activate your primordial spirit to return to a certain period of time that you most want to go back to hundreds of thousands of years ago. However, once you return to that time, you can only exist in that body and cannot control the you of that time, because everything that happened then has already happened, and you now cannot change anything. Do you understand? This mirror of mine is just a mirror; it has no way to help you change the past."

"I understand, let's begin."

Song Xiwei quickly entered another void.

She was perfectly clear in her mind that she was about to travel to a period of time 100,000 years ago.

When the image stabilized, the first person she saw was someone who looked exactly like Aoqian. Judging from his purple robes and silver hair, it was Yi Hai.

Before Song Xiwei could react.

I felt myself being pushed hard, and then I stumbled and fell to the ground.

Then, someone lifted her chin.

"What's your name?" Song Xiwei naturally couldn't make a sound because she couldn't control the body itself; she was currently just an observer.

She heard a voice almost identical to her own, a voice beyond her control, emanating from her current body.

She said to the man in front of her, "You give me the money, and whatever name you say, that's what I'll call you."

Song Xiwei was filled with doubts.

Pay me?

He thought he was some big shot from hundreds of thousands of years ago, but he's actually a money-grubber.

"You have a face similar to hers, but you're a spineless coward." The man's words were full of slander and disdain.

Song Xiwei was about to retort when she realized that she couldn't make a sound at all.

The owner of this body, however, wasn't angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "You give me money, and I'll do anything you want. You just want my face to be your substitute, right? I don't care about you as a person. I only care about the money. If you want to dump me later, I won't bother you."

In the following, Song Xiwei glimpsed the entirety of this experience through her body from 100,000 years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, she was an impoverished human who was nearly starving to death during a famine. She was then offered to Yi Hai, the first Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, who was traveling among humans at the time.

Yi Hai had a white moonlight, whose status was extremely noble. Due to a misunderstanding, that white moonlight betrayed Yi Hai and banished him, which led Yi Hai to create the Demon Clan and become the first Demon Lord.

He had felt resentment, but he also tried to forget that unattainable love.

However, the obsession runs too deep, and it's impossible to let go.

At that moment, he was traveling in the human world and never expected that he would recognize that woman in so many people, even though she was dirty, at a glance that her face was extremely similar to that of his white moonlight.