Chapter 1503
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Chapter 1503 Returning to the Fishing Village
“What should I do?”
Lingbao Tianzun took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and solemnly placed it in Wang Mian’s arms. “Listen carefully to what I’m about to tell you…”
Lingbao Tianzun’s voice echoed throughout the hall. After listening, Wang Mian was stunned for a while.
“Will this really work?”
Lingbao Tianzun nodded. “Going back more than a year into the past will consume most of your lifespan. Without minimizing the influence of causality this way, I fear your life essence would be completely depleted, and you would never return.”
Wang Mian looked at the cloth bag in his hand, pondering for a moment. “I understand.”
“Go now.”
Lingbao Tianzun stood before the alchemy furnace and waved his hand at Wang Mian.
Wang Mian clutched the cloth bag in his palm, took a deep breath, and the time rings in his eyes began to rotate rapidly in reverse. The laws of time surged throughout the hall!
The space-time around Wang Mian twisted violently, and a rift extended behind him. Before this, he had only reversed time by one day at most. Now, with the power of the time law, long-term time reversal became possible.
Strands of silver-white hair fell from his head as wrinkles multiplied across Wang Mian’s face. He felt his lifespan draining frantically, yet he felt no regret. Instead, his cloudy eyes revealed unprecedented anticipation!
As the space-time distortion grew stronger, the time rift suddenly burst open, swallowing Wang Mian’s figure within it!
After Wang Mian disappeared, time in the entire hall returned to normal. In the silence, only the crackling flames of the alchemy furnace could be heard.
…
The river of time rushed backward beneath Wang Mian’s feet, making his figure somewhat unstable.
He lightly tapped his fingertip downward, and a small wooden boat materialized from nothingness, carrying his form upstream against the river of time. Past timelines flowed and vanished in his eyes.
Wang Mian sat on the solitary boat, coughing violently, his eyes fixed on the upstream of the time river, as if searching for something.
Finally, his eyes lit up. Steering the boat, he headed toward a particular segment of the time river. A time rift opened before the boat, and his figure disappeared into it.
The river of time receded behind Wang Mian. Now he was above a silent sea surface, with misty fog enveloping the surroundings. In the distance, the foggy border wall of Great Xia appeared faintly.
Joy appeared on Wang Mian’s face.
He had succeeded.
Using the law of time, he had returned directly to a point more than a year in the past. At this moment, the [Mask] team was still trapped in the time loop of the fishing village, and neither the Night Watchers nor the gods of Great Xia had noticed this place yet.
“Cough cough cough cough…”
Wang Mian now looked much older than before, like a man on the verge of death. Even a slight cough seemed as if his lungs might come out.
Wang Mian assessed his physical condition. This journey back more than a year had directly consumed at least six years of his lifespan. If not for the peach of immortality that Xi Wangmu had given him before he left, he might not have had enough life left to return to the future timeline, let alone save [Mask].
Bursts of blood mist exploded from Wang Mian’s body, only to return under the reversal of time. Enduring his deteriorating body, Wang Mian slowly sailed into Great Xia territory, soon seeing the familiar coastline.
As his body entered the fishing village’s range, Wang Mian clearly sensed the space-time shift. He knew he had entered the time loop.
Boom—!!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted from the seabed, and a dazzling time ring rapidly expanded outward from the sea surface!
Wang Mian sailed on his solitary boat, calmly floating on the sea. Rather than avoiding it, he sailed toward the ring. As the silver ring swept through his body, time around him shifted rapidly, yet he ignored the ring and continued forward.
At the edge of the coast, shouts echoed through the sky:
“Vortex!! What are you doing?!”
“Captain… it seems this time we’re really done for… Our [Mask] team should at least leave one survivor, right?”
“But…”
“No buts, Captain. You’re the man destined to become the God of Time—how could you die here? Besides, you can traverse time, can’t you? If you escape from here, you can come back to save us in the future.
Captain, remember, as long as you don’t die, our [Mask] team will never perish!”
“…”
“Run, Captain! Run… as long as you can outrun the river of time, one day, we will all return to stand behind you!!”
“…”
Hearing these familiar words, Wang Mian’s body trembled violently. He stared blankly at the edge of the coastline, two cloudy tears sliding down his cheeks…
A flash of temporal light crossed the coastline as the past Wang Mian reached the pinnacle of human potential, outran time, and left the fishing village loop. Almost simultaneously, a silver ring swept across the land, and the once-noisy coastline instantly fell silent.
Wang Mian’s hands trembled slightly as his boat glided through the waves, slowly docking at the shore.
He struggled to stand from the boat with his hunched body, using [Yi Yuan] to support himself as he walked onto the fresh ground. At this moment, there was no trace of anyone by the coastline, not even a single corpse remained.
The cold sea breeze brushed through Wang Mian’s silver-white hair, and his lonely gray cloak fluttered silently in the wind.
“Vortex, Moon Ghost, Sandalwood, Star Mark, Rose, Scales…” Wang Mian’s aged voice rasped by the coastline, while in his tear-filled eyes, a pair of time rings slowly flowed, head to tail.
“I… have outrun it…”
He took out the cloth bag from his bosom, and his deep voice echoed across heaven and earth:
“Return, souls—”
As his words fell, several blurry soul shadows flowed back from the river of time. They surrounded Wang Mian, seeming to cheer and express shock.
Drawn by a mysterious force, they were sucked into the cloth bag. Wang Mian gently tied the bag’s opening, and with his other hand, he took out [Yi Yuan] from his bosom and thrust it forcefully into the ground below. A deep crevice immediately appeared on the surface.
Wang Mian buried the cloth bag in the ground, softly saying, “I’m sorry, I can’t take you directly through time. Please bear with staying here for a year. In the future, I will personally bring you back…”
After burying the bag, Wang Mian hung [Yi Yuan] back at his waist. The law of time rippled again, and the next moment, his figure vanished without a trace…
…
More than a year later.
An old man wearing a gray cloak returned to this land.
Coughing, he dug into the soil. As the earth layers gradually deepened, a familiar cloth bag appeared in his sight.
A smile finally appeared on the old man’s lips.
Trembling, he retrieved the cloth bag from the ground. His cloudy eyes reflected crystalline light in the sunshine as he softly said:
“Welcome… home.”
