Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

After a brief resurrection, the throne could not be repaired, and the immortal only possessed supreme power, no longer the awe-inspiring celestial being he once was.

Within the rift dwell many supreme beings and kings of the Scaled Skeleton Civilization, and even the Holy Emperor.

But he still managed to stop all the enemies, carrying the weapons of his former comrades.

Each weapon embodies the ferocious fighting spirit of the immortals.

At that moment, countless divine weapons exploded.

At that moment, the Heavenly Tribulation of Transformation surged into the crack.

They transformed into the most impregnable Great Wall, blocking all enemies within the cracks.

No enemy emerged until the crack slowly closed.

Only one golden lotus shot out from the crack, then disintegrated in mid-air, turning into specks of light that scattered across the battlefield.

This is the last blessing that the immortals left for their descendants.

As the light scattered, some human warriors' injuries were healed, some human powerhouses' spiritual energy was restored, and some people gained certain knowledge, such as the recipe for creating mimicry heavenly soldiers, or the inherited information within certain palaces.

Meanwhile, in the midst of the fierce battle, Li Yelai suddenly produced a lifelike red jade lotus in his hand.

"Use that evil artifact that refines living people sparingly, or you'll suffer the consequences. Use this instead." The immortal's voice came from the mouth of the nearest heavenly soldier.

"Your Excellency, Immortal." Just as Li Yelai's gaze swept over the celestial soldier, the soldier was hit by the main cannon of the Scaled Skeleton Civilization's warship and shattered instantly.

At the same time, the huge crack on the massive tree branch of time also completely disappeared.

"Farewell, immortal!" Captain Huo roared. "Congratulations to the hero! May humanity live on forever!"

"The land will not fail the heroes' tears; let us wield our swords to pierce the sky!"

"kill!"

The human warriors roared and continued their attack on the scaled skeleton civilization's warriors; the rift had already closed.

But their battle is not over yet; there are still a large number of powerful Scaled Skeleton warriors.

They will never let down the efforts of their predecessors; they will fight their way to a brighter future!

Within the sheltered rift, the immortal stood upon the river of time, his left arm and legs shattered and vanished like ceramics, and the divine weapons that once fought alongside him had all exploded.

They may have once been powerful, but time has passed, old friends are gone, and they can no longer display their former glory. They now guard humanity with their crippled bodies.

"What a pity. If the Golden Arrow that Shoots the Sun were still here, if the Human Emperor's Sword were still here, I could have killed all of you." The immortal sighed.

Before him lay several supreme beings and monarchs, all bearing heavy wounds, while the Holy Emperor wore a somber expression.

They lost, utterly lost. They abandoned the future, traveled to the past, and ultimately failed to change history, nor stay in the past, nor even return to the future. Their future lost these elite warriors.

“Methods from the past and the future respectively. Very good. Humans are indeed a species full of surprises. Our defeat is not unjust.” The Holy Emperor spoke calmly.

The future human champion severed the Time Worm, causing the River of Time to collapse.

Their original plan was to break through the rift, annihilate the powerful humans, and support the ancestors of this timeline. This would directly alter the future, and if the plan had succeeded, their world would have seen the rise of an incomparably powerful Scaled Skeleton civilization. But all of this was destroyed.

They also had a backup plan: to remain in this time and space completely and suppress this era with their superior civilization.

However, the celestial beings from the past used their powerful resources to prevent the strongest beings of the Scaled Skeleton Realm from crossing time and space.

These two moves were too fatal, completely shattering all of the Scaled Skeleton Civilization's plans.

"But have you forgotten? Besides us, there is another time rift. A civilization from another dimension is invading that dimension. You, the Heavenly Court, have exhausted the means you left for future generations. What else can you use to stop the invasion of another civilization and dimension? We have failed, but humanity has not won either!"

"There will be successors."

The immortal spoke calmly: "As for you, your anchor point has been destroyed, leaving you trapped and dying in the river of history. Without another anchor point to land on, you will eventually be swept into some other time and space. You have nothing left. Ha."

"I'm finally starting to understand Immortal Lord Chang Le. This is indeed very interesting."

"Let's die here together."

To traverse time and space, both the Tree of Time and the Time Worm are indispensable, but now neither the Scales and Bones remain.

Their best outcome is to be caught up in some time and space, and then gradually killed by the consequences.

"No need to trouble yourself, we will continue along this river of time until we find a new anchor point, and perhaps even wipe humanity out at its source!" The Holy Emperor raised his hand and slapped the immortal down.

Then, that boundless power erupted, protecting all his warships and people, as they continued their journey into the past.

This is their last attempt, continuing along this river of time, perhaps to find a new anchor point, or perhaps to find a new place to settle.

The immortal who was knocked down let out a strange laugh at the end.

Immediately afterward, the immortal vanished into thin air.
Meanwhile, deep within the battlefield of the Celestial Palace, as the rift closed, the skeletal warships went completely berserk, maintaining distance and bombarding the ground. They no longer distinguished between friend and foe.

However, the Mimicry Sky Soldiers have the ability to teleport once every three seconds, and many warships were directly brought down by the Mimicry Sky Soldiers at close range.

Meanwhile, the vehicle killer is back online, and with the help of his teammates, Li Yelai is continuously boarding the warship.

As the last warship crashed heavily onto the ice and sank, the Scaled Corpse Warriors launched a suicidal attack.

Their targets, of course, are those historically dangerous figures.

The doll's air barrier was torn apart more than once, and Yunyue was almost killed.

Li Yelai's black armor was even forcibly torn open.

Fortunately, the immortal's final blessing restored a significant portion of the human psionicists' spiritual energy, enabling the powerful humans to withstand the siege.

This was the last effort of the Scaled Skeleton Warriors. Perhaps it was because the Holy Emperor had left that chains suddenly appeared on their bodies, instantly obliterating them all.

They died in front of humans, filled with resentment and wailing.

Endless carnage turned the entire mountain range and sea red.

The prolonged fighting had almost completely drained Li Yelai of all his spiritual energy and physical strength.

He leaned against a wrecked tank with difficulty, breathing heavily, trying to calm his heartbeat and restore his psychic energy.

With each breath he took, he could feel the stench of blood filling his nasal cavity.

The doll, having put its helmet back on, leaned wearily against Li Yelai.

Li Yelai carefully opened her helmet and fed her some medicine as she became drowsy. Looking at the bloody battlefield, Li Yelai let out a soft sigh.

Fortunately, with the help of the mimicry soldiers, human casualties were greatly reduced.

But it still came at a considerable cost.

Several human legions suffered losses of more than 70%.

Previously, the Night Boss 'One-Handed Sword' whom Li Ye had met was killed in battle.

Sand's forgotten boyfriend was also killed while protecting her.

Kongling and Gulu from the Tiger Legion also died in battle.
“If it weren’t for the immortal sacrificing himself, our casualties would have been several times higher.” At this moment, several wandering knights approached. One of them was none other than Zhang Zhong, an acquaintance of Li Yelai.

His left hand was missing, and he sat opposite Li Yelai with a pale face.

"Can your arm be found? If so, I can help you find someone to put it back in place," Li Yelai said.

“There’s no way to save him, he was instantly vaporized.” Zhang Zhong shook his head, then pulled a cigarette out of his pocket: “Want one? Champion Agent.”

Seeing Li Yelai shake his head, Zhang Zhong lit a cigarette himself, the cigarette butt glowing and dimming in the swirling smoke.

Perhaps out of wariness of the wilderness rangers, several night scouts also sat nearby.

The wandering knights didn't seem to care. Zhang Zhong asked, "Lord Night General, they seem to call you the True Lord of Dawn?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Li Yelai nodded: “In their history, I seem to have become the king.”

"I see," Zhang Zhong hesitated for a moment before saying, "We learned from Lin Hai that Dawn Lord is our Azure Flame Lord, who is comparable to the Chaos Prince."

The night scouts' expressions changed. What? You wandering knights have no shame?
How did our team's champion representative become your Qingyan God's Choice?

Kidnapping people, is that it?

Li Yelai was also taken aback: "You mean, in their history, I was the Chosen One of the Azure Flame, a believer of the Lord of the Azure Flame, and I even successfully ascended to demonhood?"

"There was no ascension to demonic status; we Qingyan don't do that." Zhang Chong paused before continuing, "Furthermore, in their history, you and True Monarch Dawn..."

"Alright, comrades." At this moment, a female voice rang out. Yun Yue calmly spoke from afar: "Prepare yourselves, it's time to head to another battlefield. Don't forget, there's still a rift."

The wandering knights looked at Li Yelai with complicated expressions, and then they all got up and dispersed.

They were truly disappointed. Li Yelai should have been their comrade-in-arms. He should have led them to face the despairing night.

But for some reason, their fate changed.
Yun Yue then looked at Li Yelai and said, "Although fate has changed, I hope that we will remain comrades-in-arms in the end."

“As long as you haven’t betrayed humanity,” Li Yelai said, “we will naturally arrive at the same destination by different paths.”

"It's rather subtle to hear those words from you, sir." Yun Yue raised an eyebrow, her beauty mark under her eye quite striking. She then subtly revealed Li Ye's identity as one of the Chosen Ones of the Chaos Gods.

"You'll understand. Maybe in a few days, I'll become the Chosen One of the Azure Flame again," Li Yelai grinned. He was extremely envious of the Azure Flame Lord's protection. He'd get it for free sooner or later.

"I'm looking forward to it. I know your talent very well." Yun Yue chuckled, then turned and left.

In fact, she knows more.

After Yunyue left, a figure emerged from the shadows—it was Little Mad King.

She remained wary of Yunyue, who had learned of Li Yelai's identity.

“In that history, you were both chosen by the Azure Flame God, so you must have had a good relationship,” said the Little Mad King.

"Perhaps." Li Yelai nodded, then asked, "How are your injuries?"

"An assassin is virtually invincible on a chaotic battlefield," Little Mad King replied.
Just as she said, she repeatedly assassinated powerful Scaled Skeleton experts, yet they all struggled to detect her. It's understandable that she was resented.
"And you, teammate? You used the horn to awaken the immortals. Can the Philosopher's Stone still hold up?" Little Mad King asked.

"The Philosopher's Stone is almost used up, but the immortal gave me a red jade lotus." Li Yelai took out the lotus from the Ark space: "This seems to have a similar effect to the Philosopher's Stone."

Subsequently, the official powerhouses also prepared to rush to the battlefield once again.

There were three anchor points in this calamity, one of which was accidentally destroyed by Li Yelai.

The anchor point in front of us is due to the reinforcements from the future and the past, which humanity has successfully suppressed.

There's one last anchor point, one last crack!
The massive legion marched forward through the chaotic river of time. Every second, powerful beings or warships were swept away by the river of time and dragged into another dimension.

The Holy Emperor saw a warship arrive in a strange world. Some lucky ones escaped the consequences and slowly multiplied and thrived.

I also saw a king with scaly remains, dragged into another dimension, killed by chains, whose powerful flesh and blood nourished all things, and a new civilization was being conceived.
The Holy Emperor gradually grew weary, but he still led his legion forward, witnessing the long river of human history.

For the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation!

Four crossings of the Chishui River!

The emperor guards the country!
Man Jiang Hong.

For His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty, I bestow upon him the honorific title of Heavenly Khan!
The Five Barbarian Invasions.

Northern Expedition! Northern Expedition!
Those who offend our great Han, no matter how far away, shall be punished!

Building upon the legacy of six generations, we will employ long-term strategies to govern the world!

The Holy Emperor mustered his spirits and continued forward. His army had already suffered heavy losses, but he was still unwilling to give up.

As long as the anchor point can be seen, as long as there is an anchor point, He can destroy human civilization at its root!
He summoned his immense power and continued onward. After witnessing one human dynasty after another, He saw mythology. He saw the mighty Heavenly Court.
That was a dangerous civilization, but it was ultimately destroyed by an even more dangerous one.

He continued his journey with his remaining companions. In the long river of time, he did not know how long he had been traveling—an hour? A day? Or ten thousand years?

He saw several overlords die of old age, and their warships begin to decay and decay.
But He finally saw the anchor point!

"Yes, this is it! I will rewrite history from its very roots!" The aged Holy Emperor roared, his aging scales instantly healing, his white hair turning black. He would lead his army into this anchor point in his strongest form! An anchor point even older than the Heavenly Court! He would slaughter humanity of this time, annihilating all humankind.

However, when He prepared to tear open that anchor point, He discovered that He was powerless to do so. Without the Time Worm, He could only be a passerby in the river of time. He had already lost, lost utterly and completely.

At the same time, the Holy Emperor saw a bear.
That was a massive black and white bear, as huge as a mountain range!

On the back of that giant bear stood a bronze six-armed demon god, tens of thousands of feet tall. Behind him stood his eighty-one brothers, eighty-one bronze demon gods, each one capable of blotting out the sky!
They roared at the sky.

Above the sky, a golden dragon spreads its wings and soars into the sky, while someone holds a brass sword and looks down at the demon god.

Is this an anchor point? An anchor point in a place like this? Humans are so despicable!

The desperate Holy Emperor let out a painful wail. (End of Chapter)