Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

Lin Xiao's figure streaked through the void like a rainbow, speeding towards the Eternal Alliance.

Behind them, the Soul Clan's territory had been reduced to ruins.

Those souls that had been bound for countless years were finally freed. Gray specks of light drifted through the void like snowflakes, gradually disappearing into the depths of the mist.

But he felt no joy of victory.

Only heaviness.

It was incredibly heavy.

The destruction of the Soul Clan was not merely a victory in battle, but more like a warning.

It was a warning that forced him to re-examine the entire situation.

The Soul Clan, one of the oldest indigenous races in the Misty World, is a powerful force that has existed for hundreds of millions of years, serving as a banner against the oppression of the Misty World.

Such a group was unknowingly infiltrated and controlled by the misty world, and in the end, even their leader became a puppet.

What about the resistance forces in other areas?

How many of those races and forces that were also secretly accumulating power and waiting for their opportunity have already been secretly controlled by the Misty World?

How many of these so-called allies are actually traps set by the Misty World?

Lin Xiao dared not think about it, nor did she want to.

But the omniscient rules will not stop operating because of his will.

All that information, all those deductions, all those possibilities—they all surged wildly in his consciousness, like countless venomous snakes tearing at his heart.

"No, this can't go on."

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in her heart.

He knew that now was not the time to be anxious.

He needs to calm down, think things through, and develop a new plan.

Three days later, Lin Xiao returned to the Eternal Alliance's miniature universe.

Zhuge Duo immediately came forward, the threads of fate flowing gently around her, capturing every change in Lin Xiao's aura.

When she saw Lin Xiao's face, which was so solemn it was almost dripping with tears, her heart sank.

"Something happened?" she asked softly.

Lin Xiao nodded and told her everything that had happened to the Soul Clan.

When Zhuge Duo heard that the Soul Master had become a puppet of the Misty World, her face turned pale.

"Even an ancient power like the Soul Clan has been controlled..." she murmured, the rules of fate operating at full power, deducing the possible chain reactions this event might bring.

"The methods used in the Misty World are far more terrifying than we imagined."

Lin Xiao was silent for a moment, then spoke: "It's not just the Soul Clan. I suspect that some of the resistance forces in other regions have also fallen under the control of the Mist World."

Zhuge Duo frowned deeply: "You mean, those forces we contacted before might also have problems?"

Lin Xiao nodded: "It's not a possibility, it's a certainty! The Misty World has existed for countless years, and their methods of infiltration and control are far more sophisticated than we imagine."

"Those forces that appear to be resisting may have already become pawns in the world of mist."

Zhuge Duo took a deep breath, suppressing the unease in her heart.

"So what do we do next? Stop contacting other factions?"

Lin Xiao shook his head: "No, we can't stop. But we can't blindly trust like before either. Every force must undergo rigorous vetting. Every so-called 'ally' must be tested with the strictest standards."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"It's better to miss an opportunity than to blindly believe something."

Zhuge Duo nodded: "I understand. I will use the rules of fate to deduce the fate of each faction that has pledged allegiance to me, to ensure that there are no problems with them."

Lin Xiao nodded and then walked towards the council hall.

His back view looked somewhat lonely and tired at that moment.

In the council hall, Lin Xiao sat alone in the main seat, the Omniscient Rule operating at full power, analyzing every bit of information obtained from the battle with the Soul Clan.

The Soul Master's strength was repeatedly dissected, analyzed, and compared within his consciousness.

Ultimately, he came to a conclusion that gave him some peace of mind.

He could easily defeat an ordinary ninth-tier opponent.

Although the Soul Master was a puppet forcibly elevated to the ninth rank, and his strength was far inferior to that of a veteran ninth rank like the High Priest who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, his power was, after all, genuine ninth rank.

Lin Xiao, at the eighth rank, defied the ninth rank.

This is not luck or chance, but true strength.

His miniature universe, after the fierce battle with the High Priest, has become more solid and stable.

The cycle of mutual generation of the five elements was continuously optimized during the battle, which greatly improved the efficiency of his power output.

The restorative ability of the Myriad Realities True Self rule was fully utilized in battle, making his endurance far exceed that of others of the same level.

In addition, the microcosms suppress the rules of the misty world.

With the combined effect of these factors, he did indeed possess the strength to defeat an ordinary ninth-tier opponent.

"Ordinary ninth rank..." Lin Xiao murmured, his brows still furrowed.

Because he knew that the enemy he was facing was far more than just an ordinary ninth-tier opponent.

The High Priest is a veteran powerhouse among the ninth-tier beings, having lived for hundreds of millions of years, with a foundation so profound that it inspires despair.

Wuyin, the messenger of the God of Mist, is as powerful as, or even stronger than, the High Priest.

There are also the six ninth-rank guards who guard other areas; each of them possesses power even more terrifying than the High Priest.

Not to mention the God of Mist himself, a being who transcends the ninth rank and is the supreme ruler of the tenth rank.

He can defeat ordinary ninth-tier opponents, but against powerhouses like the High Priest and the Hidden Mist, he can only manage a draw at best.

Facing the God of Mist...

Lin Xiao closed her eyes, not daring to think any further.

The gap is too big.

It was so big that he could hardly see any hope.

"Not enough...not nearly enough..." he murmured, his voice tinged with barely concealed anxiety.

He needs to become stronger, much stronger, strong enough to fight the God of Mist.

But he only has one year left.

In Shi Yan's Time Training Ground, he can indeed gain nearly a thousand years of training time.

But the problem is...

The Time Training Grounds didn't have much effect on him.

Because he didn't achieve his level through normal cultivation.

His strength improved not through arduous training or accumulation, but through repeated battles, sudden enlightenments, and breakthroughs to his limits.

And, it is synthesized time and time again.

The birth of the miniature universe was accomplished in a life-or-death struggle with the High Priest.

The perfection of the Five Elements rules was achieved through repeated collisions of rules.

The evolution of the rules of the true self of all things is also achieved through countless synthesiss.

What he needs is not time, but pressure, battle, and a life-or-death epiphany.

These are things that the Time Training Grounds cannot provide for him.