"So what should I do?"

Lingbao Tianzun took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and solemnly placed it in Wang Mian's arms, "Listen carefully to what I say next..."

Lingbao Tianzun's voice echoed in the hall. After Wang Mian heard it, he was stunned for a long while.

"Is this really feasible?"

Lingbao Tianzun nodded, "Going back to the past more than a year ago is enough to consume most of your lifespan. If you don't minimize the impact of the power of cause and effect, you may just run out of lifespan and never come back."

Wang Mian looked at the cloth bag in his hand and thought for a moment, "I understand."

"Go ahead."

Lingbao Tianzun stood in front of the alchemy furnace and waved to Wang Mian.

Wang Mian held the cloth bag in his palm and took a deep breath. The time ring in his eyes quickly rotated in the opposite direction and the law of time was activated in the hall!

The space and time around Wang Mian was rapidly distorted, and a crack spread behind him. Before this, he could only go back one day at most. Now with the law of time, long-term time reversal became possible.

Strands of silver-white hair fell from his head, and the wrinkles on Wang Mian's face became more and more dense. He felt the life span in his body slipping away madly, but he did not feel the slightest bit of heartache. Instead, his cloudy eyes revealed unprecedented expectations!

As the distortion of time and space became more and more intense, the time rift suddenly broke open and swallowed Wang Mian's figure!

After the king's mask disappeared, the time in the entire hall returned to normal. In the silence, only the crackling sound of the flame in the alchemy furnace could be heard.

…

The long river of time rapidly retreated under Wang Mian's feet, making his body somewhat unstable.

He tapped his fingertips downwards, and a canoe emerged from nothingness, carrying his figure, flowing upstream along the long river of time. The past timeline flowed and disappeared in his eyes.

Wang Mian sat on a solitary boat, coughing violently. His eyes were fixed on the upstream of the long river of time, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, his eyes lit up, and he was sailing a lone boat towards a certain section of the long river of time. A time crack opened up in front of the boat, and his figure disappeared into it.

The long river of time receded behind Wang Mian. At this moment, he was already above a silent sea. A hazy fog enveloped the surroundings. In the distance, the foggy wall of the Daxia border was looming.

A look of joy appeared on Wang Mian's face.

He succeeded.

With the help of the law of time, he went directly back to the history of more than a year ago. At this point in time, the [Masked] team was still trapped in the time loop of the fishing village, and neither the Night Watchmen nor the gods of Daxia had noticed this place yet.

“Cough cough cough cough…”

Wang now looked much older than before, like an old man who was about to be buried. He coughed twice as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

Wang Mian sensed his physical condition. This time he went back more than a year, which directly consumed at least six years of his life. If the Queen Mother of the West had not given him a peach to eat before he came here, I am afraid that his remaining life would not be enough to return to the future timeline, let alone save [Mask].

Balls of blood mist exploded on Wang Mian's body, and then returned to his body as time went back. Wang Mian, with his transformed body, sailed into the territory of Da Xia little by little, and soon saw the familiar coastline.

As his body entered the fishing village, Wang Mian clearly felt the changes in time and space. He knew that he had entered a time loop.

boom--!!

A deafening explosion sounded from the bottom of the sea, and a dazzling time ring started from the sea surface and spread rapidly in all directions!

Wang Mian was riding a lone boat, drifting calmly on the sea. Instead of avoiding the circle, he sailed towards it. As the silver circle suddenly passed through his body, the time around him changed rapidly. He simply ignored the circle and continued to move forward.

On the edge of the coast, shouts resounded through the sky:

"Whirlpool!! What are you doing!!"

"Captain...it seems like we are really going to fail this time...We have to leave a single survivor in our Masked Team, right?"

"But……"

"There's no buts, Captain. You're going to be the God of Time in the future. How can you die here? Besides, can't you travel through time? If you really escape from here, you can come back and save us later.

Captain, remember, as long as you don't die, our [Masked] team will not perish!"

“…”

"Run! Captain! Run... As long as you can outrun the long river of time, one day, we will all be behind you!!"

“…”

Hearing these familiar words, Wang Mian's body shook violently. He stared blankly at the edge of the coastline, two lines of turbid tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes...

A ray of light flashed from the coastline, and Wang Mian stepped into the human ceiling, outrunning time and leaving the cycle of this fishing village. Almost at the same time, a silver ring swept across the earth, and the originally noisy coastline suddenly became silent.

Wang Mian's hands trembled slightly, and the lone boat beneath him paddled across the waves and slowly docked at the shore.

He stood up from the boat with difficulty, hunched over, and using [Yi Yuan] to support himself, he walked to the new land. At this moment, there was no figure beside the coastline, not even a corpse was left.

The cold sea breeze blew through the king's silver hair, and the lonely gray cloak swayed silently in the wind.

"Whirlpool, Moon Ghost, Sandalwood, Star Mark, Rose, Balance..." Wang Mian's old voice sounded hoarsely beside the coastline. In his tearful eyes, a pair of time rings connected head to tail flowed slowly.

"I...beat the opponent..."

He took out the cloth bag from his arms, and his low voice echoed between heaven and earth:

"The soul has returned——"

As the words fell, several blurry soul shadows flowed out from the long river of time. They surrounded Wang Mian, as if cheering, as if shocked.

Attracted by the mysterious force, they were sucked into the cloth bag. Wang Mian gently tied up the opening of the cloth bag, and with his other hand he took out the [Yi Yuan] from his arms. He stabbed the ground beneath his feet with force, and a deep gully suddenly appeared on the ground.

Wang Mian buried the cloth bag underground and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't take you through time directly. You have to stay here for a year. In the future, I will bring you back personally..."

After burying the bag, Wang Mian hung the [Yi Yuan] back on his waist. The law of time activated again, and the next moment his figure disappeared without a trace...

…

More than a year later.

An old man in a gray cloak returned to this land.

He coughed as he dug up the soil. As the soil layer gradually moved downward, a familiar cloth bag appeared in his sight.

A smile finally appeared on the old man's lips.

He took the bag out from the ground with trembling hands. His cloudy eyes reflected a glimmer of light in the sunlight. He whispered:

"Welcome... home."