Are you kidding me? That would be like carrying a camera around with you all the time.
There are people watching everything I do, even when I'm being intimate with my female confidante...
Thinking of this, a strong murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Sensing his gaze, the historian of time panicked and hurriedly explained, "Your Excellency misunderstands. Although we can record things in the dark, once a powerful person discovers us, he will be aware of our presence as long as we are near him. It's not what you think."
"Really?" Zuan's tone was still somewhat sinister.
“It is true, of course,” the Historian of Time realized that if he did not explain it clearly, things might be dangerous today. “Our mission as Historians of Time is to record all the events that happen in the universe. However, many worlds in the universe are special. They are either extremely closed and do not allow anyone to enter, or their origins are special and cannot be entered in the form of flesh and blood. Therefore, we Historians of Time have to change our form.”
As he spoke, his entire form became ethereal: "You see, we are not actually physical entities, but merely exist by means of some unseen matter in the world."
"An invisible substance?" Zuan asked, somewhat puzzled.
"This is a rather complicated explanation," the Historian of Time said after a moment's thought. "For us to exist, we either need to create a plausible character to participate in this world, but this has a drawback: if a wise person realizes that this character shouldn't exist, we will disappear."
"So we often use a simpler method, which is to replace an existing character. This allows us to integrate more harmoniously into the world's storyline, just like the subordinate who disguised himself as the young lady before."
When Salami heard this, she was so angry she wanted to tear her hair out. "I really thank you for your ancestors for eighteen generations."
Zu An thought to himself, no wonder he had acted so convincingly before, and no one had noticed anything unusual.
He suddenly realized another problem: "Right, doesn't that mean you can replace whoever you want?"
If he were to replace me or one of my confidantes, no one else would be able to detect the deception.
The thought sent a chill down his spine.
“Of course it’s not that easy,” the Historian of Time said with a wry smile. “Our mission as Historians of Time dictates that we must have as little influence on the timeline as possible. Therefore, we cannot replace those people with great fortune in various worlds, otherwise we will be devoured by their fortune and eventually perish completely.”
"Therefore, it can only replace some ordinary beings, preferably those ordinary beings around important figures, so that it will be convenient for us to carry out our tasks."
The soul of Salami's inexplicably replaced subordinate in a certain world: I have a few words of utter madness, but I don't know if I should say them!
Hearing this, Zu'an was relieved. He wanted to ask the Historian of Time for more information about their secrets, but no matter how he asked, the Historian refused to answer anything meaningful and just laughed it off, so he had to give up.
They immediately arranged for someone from the demon race to take them down to rest, and at the same time assigned a demon expert to monitor them.
Salami and Moghad were seriously injured, and the elders of the True Demon Clan were also suffering greatly from the Life and Death Pill. The experts of the Demon Clan were more than capable of keeping an eye on them.
As for the Historian of Time, he was too mysterious, and Zaun didn't expect the demon race's experts to be able to keep an eye on him.
Next, he arranged for Soren Shi and Yun Yuqing to gather outstanding women from the demon race and collect their essence blood.
Blood sacrifice requires a vast amount of blood essence, so it often requires several highly qualified saintesses to sacrifice their lives. However, if the number of people is increased, each woman only needs to give up a little blood essence, so that the damage to each person will not be too great.
Of course, this would lead to impure bloodlines, but that wouldn't be a problem for Zu'an.
Even Ji Xiaoxi knew several ways to fuse bloodline power.
Originally, Zuan had offered generous terms, since even a few drops of essence blood could severely damage a person's vitality, requiring at least several months to recover.
Who knew that the women of the demon race knew they could help the Regent, and they all eagerly donated their blood, fearing that they wouldn't give enough of their essence. Their only request was to see the Regent from afar.
The fervent fangirl behavior made Sorenshi and Yunyuqing feel a strong sense of crisis, so they used a combination of persuasion and force to finally get rid of the girls' "inappropriate thoughts".
That night, Zuan gathered the women together to discuss the various matters to come and made various arrangements in advance.
The next day, after collecting the demon woman's essence blood, Zuan and his group arrived at the priest's temple.
Seeing that Zaun had perfectly replicated her original blood sacrifice technique, Salami couldn't help but admire him. This man was truly a genius; he could learn anything at a glance. It was a pity that she had the opportunity to obtain his technique before.
Ahhh!
Thinking about this made her regret it terribly.
Mogad, who had been by her side for many years, roughly guessed what she was thinking. He patted her shoulder considerately to comfort her, but felt a strange sense of relief in his heart.
The young lady will eventually realize that even if everyone betrays her and leaves her, I will always be by her side.
At this moment, Zuan had no interest in their little schemes and was focused on extracting the power of the blood essence.
The demon blood essence collided with the small jade bottles. Zu'an activated the great formation, and soon streaks of blood-red light floated out of the jade bottles, eventually appearing above everyone's heads and forming a special pattern.
The treasure box at the very center of the formation seemed to sense something and began to hum.
The crimson pattern in the sky was eventually projected onto the Treasure Box of Creation, and the box gradually floated into the air.
Golden light began to emanate from its surroundings, and then the golden light shot out into the void in circles. Everyone present was a master, and they quickly noticed that the surrounding space was becoming restless.
After a while, a cloud appeared out of thin air in the void where the golden light had disappeared, and the cloud churned and rolled.
The historian of time exclaimed with delight, "The gate to that world has opened!"
Zuan also sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar aura behind the clouds—was that the cultivation world from thousands of years ago?
He sensed that the cloud was unstable and said in a deep voice, "This passage won't last long; it will disappear soon. Everyone, be prepared."
He then looked at the historian and said, "I would trouble you to go ahead and scout the way."
The historian knew that he was worried about him, but he didn't mind. He smiled and jumped into the cloud first.
Noticing nothing amiss, Zu An flicked his sleeve, a gentle force enveloping everyone, then picked up the Treasure Box of Creation and followed into the cloud.
Everyone felt a moment of disorientation, and when the clouds and mist cleared, they found themselves in a completely new world, surrounded by trees hundreds of feet tall.
The surrounding mountains were lush and green, and as far as the eye could see, the peaks were much more majestic and imposing than those famous mountains of later generations.
Strange cries could be heard from afar from time to time, as some enormous, monstrous birds that blotted out the sky flew across the heavens.
Sensing the dense fluctuations of primordial energy in the air, Pei Mianman couldn't help but be shocked: "Is this really the world from thousands of years ago?"
No wonder she was so moved; the vital energy here is many times more abundant than in later generations, and even far surpasses that of the new world after the fusion of the Netherworld.
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