"I don't know." Ye Chen shook his head silently. The biggest secret in his heart was that he was a reincarnated person, reborn with a soul. Therefore, in his previous life, he was the person who was bitten to death by the blood-horned beast. He was ordinary and mediocre. If he was really the reincarnation of a powerful creature, how could he die so easily in his previous life?

He frowned, his eyes flashing, looking at the distant night sky outside the porthole, wondering what he was thinking.

...Ice and Snow Empire, dense forest west of the small town of Wellman.

The silvery snow covered the entire hillside, covering the distant sky in silver. The vast snow-like fog filled the hillside, giving it a hazy beauty.

The biting cold wind made her robe flutter and fly. Sifigran's slender body stood in the snow, her fingers shaking, her pupils quivering, looking at the black-robed woman in front of her in disbelief. Her snow-white cheeks were full of a bewitching charm, and her bright red lips looked more moving and prominent against her snow-white cheeks, with a raised arc at the edge of her lips.

The two people stood very close to each other, and the cold wind blew their robes into the air. A pale and slender hand like solidified fat appeared in the fluttering robes. It reached into Sifigran's soft silver-white robe and stroked the soft skin on her chest.

The black-robed woman had an intoxicated smile on her face, "It's so smooth, so elastic, and it even bounces..." Her smile was a little weird and empty, making people's scalps numb.

Sifigran felt as if she were covered in thorns. She felt extremely uncomfortable. Her face had lost all color. She looked at the black-robed woman in horror, "Is this... is this the power of the Heart Realm Four Seal Envoy?"

"You have seen part of it." The black-robed woman smiled cunningly, but her smile was a little cold and treacherous. "Unfortunately, those who have seen it will die..."

She kneaded it gently with her palm, then squeezed it hard.

Sifigran's heart exploded like a balloon. Her pupils widened suddenly for a moment, and then the light in her pupils quickly dimmed, and with a "plop", she fell limp.

The woman in black robe swung her hands. Her white palms seemed to be carved from white jade. The blood stains were thrown into the thick snow at her feet, like blooming plum blossoms. Then she raised her head and looked at Zero, whose chest was rising and falling violently and who was hiding behind a giant tree not far away. Her smile became even more intense. "Little thing... it's your turn..."

Her hair flying in the wind, she walked towards Zero with graceful steps.

"bite--"

A clear bell sounded, like an inconspicuous ripple, rippling across the tranquil lake and then spreading out.

The calm and elegant smile on the black-robed woman's face changed in an instant. She turned her head suddenly and looked at the collapsed Sphigran in horror. She slowly rose from the snow, wrapped in a silver-white robe like a wide cloak, with her skirt draped over the snow. She stood up, flicked the broken snow on her body with her slender white fingers, straightened her messy hair, then turned her head and looked at the black-robed woman with a moving smile on her lips, "This beautiful dream has come to an end, should it be over?"

She raised her hand in the air and snapped her fingers.

“Pah—”

The world in front of her shattered like a mirror. In an instant, the woman in black robe seemed to fall into endless darkness. Her hands and feet were cold. When she came to her senses, she found that the biting cold wind was blowing on her cheeks, which made her feel a little cold. She raised her eyes and saw in front of her an exquisite, almost perfect face, looking down at her with an enchanted smile.

The sudden intense pain in her chest was like an invisible shackle that pulled her head down. She immediately saw a sharp silver-white dagger stuck upside down in her chest. The spiral pattern on the handle was so dazzling and clear. Her throat rolled and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. The intense fear was like the transparent hand of the god of death, strangling her body and making her unable to move.

After all, she was not an ordinary person. She gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to pull out the silver-white dagger, because she discovered something desperate and terrifying. The silver-white dagger had a mysterious power that sealed all the flowing power in her body. At this moment, she could not exert any strength at all, even just a little bit of strength to make a snowflake fall from the sky.

When she wanted to pull out the dagger, she felt that both palms had no reaction, as if they were numb. She could not help but turn her head to look, and her pupils instantly shrank to the size of needles. It turned out that both arms had been cut off at some point... "My hands are gone..." Sifigran looked at her innocently, with curiosity on her face, "What should I do? Is it in pain? Yes, being nailed by this [Dagger of the Gods], even the supreme being in your heart world would find it difficult to break free, let alone you. What should I do? It's really distressing..." She frowned slightly and spoke a little disappointedly, as if she was the one nailed by the silver-white [Dagger of the Gods].

The black-robed woman felt a chill in her heart. She endured the pain and gritted her teeth and said, "What do you want?"

Si Feiglan tilted her head, looking thoughtful, and then looked at her very seriously and cutely, "I want to know your Heart Realm's action plan, please give it to me, okay? Don't resist, you should know that I am from the Time Realm, and you also understand what the Time Realm is best at, so don't resist."

What the time world is best at is naturally controlling time.

The prerequisite for controlling time is naturally to have a strong sense of perception.

Being able to sense the flow of time and control it, with such power, it would be too easy to perceive other people's thoughts, control other people's thoughts, and create illusions.

The black-robed woman smiled bitterly in her heart. She only hated herself for not thinking of this earlier, or rather... she had already thought of it, but she was fully confident that she could kill the other party before he could launch an attack! With her own strength and [it], she dared to be so bold. After all, there were not only one or two messengers of the Time Realm who died tragically in her hands, but also a messenger ranked third in the Time Realm.

However... She looked at Si Feiglan in front of her, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes, and said, "I suppressed your time ability before, why can you still create illusions in my mind?"

Siphigran showed a sweet and fascinated smile, "Because..." She leaned close to her ear and moved her lips slightly, "I don't just have the ability of time..."

The black-robed woman's pupils shrank.

...In the small town of Wellman, a tavern.

Di Zangchuan took a sip of hot tea, smacked his lips, and exhaled white air, "This ancient world is really great, with a vast land and abundant resources, and it can breed so many powerful God Emperors. Although they are all ant-like creatures, the number is really large..."

"That's natural." Lian Guang looked at the snow outside the window indifferently. "If not, why would the major worlds fight for the Ancient World? The resources in the Ancient World are far beyond the reach of other worlds. If all these resources could be concentrated in a few or two bodies, what kind of horrible monsters would be bred? It's simply unimaginable."

"It's a pity that the things have been dispersed. No matter how many ants we create, they are useless in the end. Unlike our Heart Realm, we either have the most ordinary civilians or super strong ones like us who can become the envoys of the Supreme Master. If you count, including the newcomers in the Epoch Realm in the reserve camp, there are only less than a hundred strong people in our entire Heart Realm. As for the so-called God Emperors, there are none at all. The lowest is the Epoch Realm. When any of our ten envoys dies, someone will receive the reward from the Supreme Master, inherit our abilities, and replace us."

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"So..." Lian Guang looked out the window silently, "Our white world is too lonely..."

"Let's go." He retracted his gaze and stood up. The light from all the lights in the tavern seemed to be focused on him in an instant. His silver-white satin robe emitted a soft light that illuminated everyone's eyes. He walked out of the tavern with a straight step and a tall body.

Jizogawa drank the hot tea in the cup and followed with a casual and mischievous smile on his face.

The curtains of the tavern were lowered, cutting off all sight of anyone entering.

...the dense forest west of the small town of Wellman.

“Puff——”

The sound of silk tearing rang out sharply, and bright red blood, with heat, sprayed out and splashed on the snow that looked like white light, instantly melting the snow on the surface. The hot blood seeped into it, forming small red marks.

The black-robed woman's body drooped like a soft snake and fell on the soft snow. Blood flowed out from the two finger-long wounds on her chest and abdomen, sliding down her robe and onto the snow. Her lips trembled and her face was pale. She looked at the pure and slender Sifigran in front of her with fear and said hoarsely, "You...what kind of monster are you..."

"Oh." Sphigran frowned slightly and said unhappily, "How can you say that about me? I'm not a monster..."

She bent down, holding a slender black dagger in her hand, and fiddled with the wound of the woman in black robe with the sharp tip. Then she inserted the dagger into her lower abdomen with interest and stirred it gently inside. Steaming sticky blood gushed out from inside, and small pieces of flesh were fiddled out with it.

The black-robed woman's beautiful face was twisted in agony, her body twitching slightly, her teeth clenched tightly together, and she twisted and rolled gently like a dying soft snake.

Sifigran looked at it seriously and excitedly, as if appreciating a work of art. He moved the dagger in his hand even harder, mincing the flesh and blood in her abdomen and pulling them out. There were also some intestines that were emitting white hot steam. They were picked out bloody and exposed on her belly like giant earthworms, emitting a bloody smell that made people nauseous and vomit.

To be continued