My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

"Yin Xue! You haven't finished your damn job yet!"

The voice of the Time God exploded above the floating island, startling more than a dozen birds with shimmering bodies into flight from the forest.

He turned his head and looked around. The teleportation channel had long been closed, and even the wisp of dark golden law remnant left by Lin Mo had been swallowed up by the space itself, as if no one had ever been there.

Only now did he fully understand.

The deep-rooted corruption problems that Lei Jie will face within the Empire are not the work of Yin Xue behind the scenes.

That woman named Yin Xue never intended to continue the "script" from the very beginning.

The moment she sensed Lin Mo completing the bloodline fusion, she threw all the chips in her hand to the casino dealer, and without hesitation, flapped her wings and flew away with Mianmian.

Reggie is about to personally deal with these awful messes.

From the collective corruption of low-level officials to the falling out between old comrades who had worked together all the way, it eventually led to the slow decay of the entire empire's foundation.

All of this is the result of the innate nature ingrained in the human race.

There is no premeditated conspiracy, no pre-arranged script, and no hidden figures constantly stirring up trouble behind the scenes.

This is the truest, most unmasked nature of humanity, or rather, of all intelligent races in the world.

"You little bastard! I trusted you so much!"

The God of Time cursed loudly.

Lin Mo's clone stood behind him, arms crossed, quietly watching him rage at the empty floating island.

That face was expressionless, but it had the look of someone looking at an idiot.

A moment later, another figure slowly descended from the sky.

The newcomer wore a long silver-white robe, had a thin face, and deep-set eyes, looking like an old scholar who hadn't slept well for years.

His landing was so light that not even a blade of grass was disturbed, yet the surrounding space resonated with him very subtly as he approached.

The newcomer was none other than the Lord of Space.

Upon seeing his arrival, the Time God immediately turned his fire on him, rushed over in a few steps, and his withered fingers almost poked the old man's nose.

"What were you doing just now? Why didn't you stop Lin Mo before he opened the portal? Now look what happened, everyone's gone."

The God of Space gave a wry smile, reached out and gently brushed aside the old man of time's fingers, his tone filled with an extremely rare helplessness.

"With Lin Mo's current abilities, do you think I can stop him? Even if we both work together, we probably can't stop him."

Old Man Time fell silent. He opened his mouth as if to refute something, but in the end he only let out a reluctant groan.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to stay; the problem was that Lin Mo's sword strike had not only cleaved the laws of time and space, but also...

That means Lin Mo now not only possesses the complete Law of Slaughter, but can also truly apply it to the Laws of Time and Space.

This means that he can no longer just kill lives, but also the rules themselves.

After a while, it seemed as if the old man of time suddenly remembered something. He turned around abruptly to look at Lin Mo's clone, his eyes lighting up again. He rushed over in three quick steps, pointed at the clone, and said...

"That's right! You're still staying here! You're Lei Jie's mentor, you can continue to help him improve! All you need to do next is do as I say, first stay by his side for a few years, then sow discord among a few of his old ministers, causing the empire to enter a period of corruption prematurely, and then..."

Lin Mo's clone spoke calmly, directly interrupting him.

"I have other things to do."

Old Man Time was taken aback.

He had known Lin Mo for quite some time, from the moment Lin Mo appeared in the God Realm until now. This man had only ever cared about one thing: becoming stronger and then settling scores with Gao Yang.

Now that Gao Yang's affairs have been temporarily handed over to the main body, his clone says he has other things to do?

This surprised Old Man Time even more than when Lei Jie started farming.

He instinctively asked, "What is it?"

The clone did not answer immediately.

He slowly drew the phantom black sword from his waist, and with a gentle slash in the air, a not-so-wide but extremely stable spatial rift silently opened up before him.

The crack emanates a primal aura that is more ancient, more wild, and closer to the source of the laws than this realm of gods.

He glanced at the old man of time, then turned around and strode toward the crack.

Just before entering, he paused for half a second, and when he spoke, his tone was still that of Lin Mo, as if stating a fact in a calm and even tone.

"Reggie said that mere killing is neither thorough nor clean enough. I want to go back to the distant past to find the true meaning of killing."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the crack.

The crack closed silently behind him, leaving only a faint trace of spatial law residuals slowly dissipating in the air.

The Old Man of Time and the Old Man of Space stood there, staring at each other, neither of them saying a word.

After a long while, the Space God sighed first, gently tapped the floating island rocks under his feet with his heel, and looked up at the clear, almost transparent pale golden sky above. His tone carried a kind of peace that only comes after experiencing vicissitudes.

"Alright, everything that's happening now is what history was meant to happen. Whether or not Reggie was guided, it doesn't matter. He's destined to become the first Demon King."

Old Man Time was still somewhat unwilling: "But..."

The old man in the space interrupted him, "We've done what we needed to do. Now it's up to them. As for the two of us..."

He looked at the old man of time, his eyes suddenly becoming extremely deep, so deep that it was almost impossible to see the bottom.

Old Man Time gradually recovered.

He gave a wry smile, then let out a long sigh, as if he had used up all his strength to say the decision.

"I understand, I will erase this period from our memories."

He raised his hand and made a nonchalant gesture.

It seems that for him, 'erasing memories' is like flicking a speck of dust off his clothes.

"The fewer people who know about this, the better. Gao Yang will eventually set foot in the God Realm. Once he masters the laws of time, anything we have about Lin Mo and the God of Slaughter will become his information. The first thing he will do is find the God of Slaughter. If he learns the truth from us, then Lin Mo, and the cause and effect of his existence as the God of Slaughter, will no longer be a secret unknown to anyone."

The Lord of Space nodded, his voice low, but every word seemed to be nailed into time by the laws of space.

"That's right. Memories of Lin Mo and the God of Slaughter must not remain in anyone's mind. They must be completely erased, so that Lin Mo has never returned here."

He paused, then added.

"Gao Yang will never know that the God of Slaughter he has been searching for for thousands of years is actually the person he personally sent from 3000 years in the future."

The Time God also sighed, "But this is not the end. Lin Mo's final choice is the most important."