"I gave you a chance... If he sides with you, you still have a chance of winning. But if he ultimately abandons you... that would be very interesting."
The man laughed, and his laughter was rarely seen with a hint of arrogance:
"Forget it... After all, we still have some history. I hope you can bring me more surprises and don't lose too quickly."
After saying this, the entire river of memory began to churn and boil.
…
Ye Feng, in his protective shield, watched anxiously as his memory suddenly changed. He was like a duckweed floating on the river, trembling with fear...
His intuition told him that the changes in the long river of memory were closely related to the Wensheng who sank to the bottom of the river.
The next moment, Wen Sheng gasped for breath and returned to the protective shield...
The turbulent river surface gradually calmed down, and Wensheng's body seemed to almost disappear.
"What happened?"
Ye Feng asked curiously
Wensheng remained silent. He didn't know how to bring up the matter, and the game between them was a secret that could not be spoken openly.
"Have you figured out how to get downstream?"
Ye Feng's face darkened... What a great way to change the subject, really clever.
He shook his head and looked at Wen Sheng with burning eyes:
"Why don't you just take me there?"
Wensheng immediately shook his head:
"I can't do anything about it. You're the only one who can cross downstream. That's the other side of time, and there's no way for me to get there... Besides, I'll soon disappear..."
Wen Sheng smiled bitterly. What a brilliant move! It completely drained the spiritual energy of his divine thought...leaving him no time to arrange things...
Ye Feng frowned. Wen Sheng must have had something happen at the bottom of the long river of memory that he didn't know about, and it might even be related to him.
Wensheng's body became fainter and fainter, and he quickly spoke:
"This is your long river of memories. You are the master here. You must find that feeling, that..."
Before he could finish his words, Wensheng's body completely disappeared... He was helpless, as he hadn't finished explaining the matter...
"This... just disappeared?"
“What the hell?!”
"Don't disappear!"
"You disappeared, how the hell am I supposed to get back?"
"Where did this get me?"
Ye Feng was dumbfounded. Damn it, they just brought him here and didn’t care whether they would take him out or not, right?
If he doesn't think of a solution, he will be trapped here for the rest of his life!
I want to cry but I have no tears...
I began to ponder Wensheng's words... This is his territory, he is the master here, and as the master he should be able to control everything here.
"I have a headache... I can't even get out!"
Ye Feng complained, but his body was honestly exploring the structure of the protective shield. This was set up by Wen Sheng. It could protect him, but it also trapped him inside, leaving him no way out.
"Master...should I communicate with this river of memory and ask him to shatter this protective shield?"
Ye Feng stroked his chin and did what he said.
Then he sat cross-legged in the protective shield, feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him, feeling every drop of water and every wave in the river.
Soon he fell into a state of ecstasy. He seemed to hear the sound of rushing river, and every drop of water in the long river of memory was cheering for his arrival.
He could feel everything here as if it were an extension of his body.
As soon as he thought about it, the river water began to boil, hitting the protective shield, causing it to roll and flow downstream.
Success!
Ye Feng was delighted. This way, he would soon be able to reach downstream and see the secret about himself!
…
A figure stood quietly high in the air, watching the protective shield carrying Ye Feng rolling downstream.
He could easily stop this, but he didn't want to.
"Just watch, see as much as you can... Their plans will eventually fail, and I want to see your final choice... I don't want you to win, nor do I want you to lose..."
He muttered to himself, and as he spoke, seven little men appeared before him:
"You guys are quite interesting. I hope you won't let me down later. The defender of balance turns into a betrayer... hehe."
After he finished speaking, he did not stop, took a step forward, and disappeared here in an instant.
At an entrance in the distance, two guards emitting endless pressure knelt down:
"May the Lord be at peace"
There was no response. The two guards were used to it and stood guarding the entrance seriously.
Next to the two guards was a huge stone weathered by time, with the words "Forbidden Land" faintly visible...
Amidst the stumbling and bumping, the protective shield shattered under the weight, and Ye Feng was thrown heavily onto a piece of land.
Ye Feng got up from the ground, his face covered in dust and dirt, no longer as calm as before.
“It broke without even notifying me in advance.”
He tried his best to maintain his balance, but was blown away by the vibrations caused by the shattering of the protective shield and fell hard to the ground.
He shook his head, took a moment to calm down, and stood up.
He was currently on a small piece of land in the river, with a crystal ball placed in the center of the land.
"Could it be this?"
Ye Feng walked forward and poked the crystal ball with his finger. In an instant, the crystal ball emitted a dazzling light and a scene was slowly projected out.
There were eight figures... but he couldn't see clearly. These eight figures seemed to be shrouded in endless fog, preventing others from seeing the truth.
Fragmentary voices were heard:
"The thread of your destiny is returned to you. With this, you can take control of your own life..."
"We resisted and failed... I hope you can succeed."
"You're different... You carry the hopes of the seven of us!"
"Choose this path... We will clear all obstacles for you..."
"Face yourself... face the future... face your fears..."
"No one is invincible. We will definitely win..."
"Yeah...I'll win..."
"This is the last chance..."
"Yes... for the last time..."
"Yes...we will definitely win..."
“…”
Ye Feng listened in a daze, frowning, as some things connected in his mind.
"So...it was really my choice?"
"But it's clearly a past life... why are they appearing together... and having a conversation?"
"I am the one who made the choice. Did I make the decision before I was born?"
Ye Feng's head was swollen. He had a vague idea that maybe he was more than eighteen years old. This was a premonition, a very strong premonition...
"Then has my memory been tampered with as well?"
Ye Feng rubbed his eyebrows. He felt that he needed more information, needed to meet more past lives, and know more things.
Tianzun passed away tens of millions of years ago. Something must have happened during such a long period of time. After all, the time between the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons and the Sage of Literature was less than ten thousand years.
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