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Shi Yan sank into the river of time for a long time.

a long time.

However, due to his talent, no matter how long Shi Yan was immersed in the space-time situation, it was only a few months in the outside world.

He didn't know how many futures he had seen, nor how long he had been drifting in the river of time.

Time loses its meaning here; the past and the future intertwine, like countless silver threads tightly binding him.

Every time he thought he had found a new path, that path would collapse at the end.

Every time he thought he saw a glimmer of hope, that hope would be shattered at the last moment.

Millions of futures, millions of disappointments.

His Daoist heart was almost shattered into dust amidst millions of disappointments.

"Since the forest has already grown, why did it grow at such a time?"

He began to doubt himself.

Doubting one's own talent, doubting one's abilities, and even doubting the meaning of one's existence.

If he was destined not to be the protagonist, then why did he awaken the talent for time travel? Why give him this power to glimpse the future, but not the ability to change it?

This is not a blessing, it is torture.

It is the cruelest torture in the world.

He didn't know how long he had been in the river of time. Maybe it was a day, maybe a year, maybe ten years.

His current state is like that of the King of Gold back then, who has begun to doubt himself.

Until one day, he saw a different scene.

That image was just one tiny branch among millions of possible futures, so small that he hadn't even noticed it before.

On that branch, he did not try to surpass Lin Xiao, nor did he try to be Lin Xiao's enemy, nor did he try to avoid Lin Xiao.

He was just... doing what he was supposed to do.

Cultivate, fight, survive, and protect what you want to protect.

At the end of that branch, Lin Xiao still stands at the end of the river of time, still facing that insurmountable mountain.

But behind Lin Xiao, Shi Yan saw his own figure.

He is neither the protagonist standing at the forefront, nor a supporting character standing in the shadows.

Rather, he is a comrade-in-arms who fights alongside Zhuge Duo and others.

Under Lin Xiao's light, his silver light, though faint, still shone brightly.

Compared to everyone else around Lin Xiao, his silver aura was the most prominent.

At that moment, a flash of understanding appeared in Shi Yan's eyes.

It turns out that the roles of protagonist and supporting character are not determined by talent.

It turns out that even if you're not the most dazzling one, you can still live a meaningful life.

It turns out that even when standing in the shadow of others, one can still shine with their own light.

He stepped out of the river of time.

His mental state returned to normal at that time.

From that time on, he never tried to peek into the future again.

He began to focus on his cultivation and improving his strength.

He began to contact other survivors with SSS-level talents, communicate with them, and spar with them.

He no longer thinks about surpassing anyone, no longer thinks about becoming the protagonist, he simply... does his best.

Therefore, when Zhuanlun and the others approached him, hoping he could help them with their cultivation, he did not refuse.

So when Zhuanlun and the others decided to join Lin Xiao, he hesitated for a moment, but ultimately agreed.

Because among those millions of possible futures, he already knew this day would come.

He just hadn't wanted to face it before.

But now, he's willing.

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The memory ends.

Shi Yan opened his eyes and glanced at the other seven people.

Shi Yan knew this day would come after Lin Xiao had spared the lives of the seven of them.

Fentian was stretching his muscles, and the power of destruction condensed and dissipated on his fist.

Yan Huang was tidying up the tears in his five-colored robe, the five elements of energy flowing between his fingertips.

Ye Chen's figure had already merged into the void, with only his pair of dark purple eyes still flickering in the darkness.

Cang Xuan closed his eyes, and immortal runes slowly circulated around his body.

Hong Meng was playing with a chaotic crystal, its seven-colored light flowing in his palm.

Lu Qiong stood to the side, the golden runes on the Order Staff flickering.

And the wheel is watching him.

"What are you thinking about?" Wheel asked, the grayish-white power of reincarnation slowly flowing in his eyes.

Shi Yan smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief.

"It's nothing," he said softly. "I was just thinking about how to tell Lin Xiao when we get to the Eternal Alliance."

Zhuanlun laughed too: "What should we say? Just say we want to be his henchmen, and see if he'll accept us."

Shi Yan shook his head and smiled, "He won't refuse."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

Zhuanlun glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.

He knew that Shi Yan possessed the River of Time and that he could see the future.

But he never asked Shi Yan what he had seen, because he knew that knowing some things was not good.

"Then let's go." Fen Tian stood up, and the power of destruction around him slowly receded. "I can't wait to see just how strong Lin Xiao is now."

Yan Huang nodded: "From here to the Eternal Alliance, at our speed, it will take about three days. During this time, we can recover from our injuries."

Ye Chen's figure emerged from the void: "I have cleared the surrounding space and found no other pursuers."

Cang Xuan opened his eyes: "Then let's set off."

Hong Meng grinned: "Let's go, let's go. I heard that the Eternal Alliance is now strong and well-equipped. Maybe we can even get a position there."

With a light tap of his staff, golden runes condensed into a teleportation portal in front of him: "I have located the coordinates of the Eternal Alliance. You can teleport there directly."

Zhuan Lun nodded, then looked at Shi Yan.

"Are you ready?"

Shi Yan took a deep breath, and silver light swirled in his pupils.

Then he smiled.

"Let's go."

Eight figures stepped into the teleportation portal simultaneously.

Silver, gray-white, crimson, multicolored, jet black, golden, seven-colored, and gold—eight kinds of light intertwined, drawing a dazzling arc in the void as they flew toward the Eternal Alliance.

In the council hall of the Eternal Alliance, Lin Xiao's brows twitched slightly.

His omniscient rules detected eight rapidly approaching auras—each of which was terrifyingly powerful.

Moreover, he was somewhat familiar with seven of them.

"It's them?" he said softly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Zhuge Duo looked at him, the threads of fate gently flowing around her: "What's wrong?"

Lin Xiao stood up, walked to the window, and looked out into the distant void.

There, eight beams of light were rapidly approaching.

"A few guests have arrived," he said softly, a slight smile playing on his lips.