Villain: I Am Wronged, Master, I Am Really Not A Scumbag

She is confident in her Cultivation Base, coupled with her unparalleled attainments in the Time Dao. As long as the River of Time is manifested, no one in the world, not even the past and future of a Great Emperor-level expert, can escape her gaze!

But at this moment, facing this young man of the Noble Realm, she couldn't see through his past, let alone his future!

It's as if this person's fate has surpassed the ancient and modern Immortal Domains, and no one is qualified to pry into it!

She was filled with doubts and uncertainties. After calming down for a while, she turned her gaze to Xiao Qianluo beside her.

"Hmm?"

After a moment, she was once again surprised.

Because even Xiao Qianluo's River of Time was covered by an incredible power similar to Lin Xingyun's, and she couldn't see anything either!

Her gaze became even more serious, and she couldn't help but look at Zhao Binglan again.

To her relief, Zhao Binglan's River of Time was not covered by that power and she could easily see it clearly.

Including Zhao Binglan's birth and growth trajectory, everything was reflected in her eyes in great detail.

But after observing for a while, her gaze was immediately attracted by a scene downstream of the River of Time. A white-robed woman wearing a half-bronze mask was holding a pitch-black long knife, fighting against enemies from all directions in a vast and deep universe.

At that time, Zhao Binglan was hiding behind the white-robed woman, holding a Seven Treasure Mystical Tree, constantly emitting a seven-colored divine light to assist her in the battle.

"Death or submission."

A young man in a gray robe stood at the top of the battlefield and spoke indifferently to the white-robed woman.

He was surrounded by chaotic energy, concealing his face and figure, but his aura overwhelmed everyone present, as if he regarded everyone as insignificant ants!

The masked woman did not answer. She had some injuries on her body, her three thousand strands of black hair scattered in the wind, but she still exuded elegance and was not afraid of the man's threat. She continued to wield her knife and fight against everyone.

"Chan'er?!"

"Is that person's physique... a Chaos Body?"

"How could this be? I have already deduced Chan'er's life countless times, and there was never such a dangerous situation!"

The Empress frowned, and her doubts grew.

The Time Dao surged and converged towards her eyes, striving to make the scene clearer.

Looking further ahead, the Chaos Body made a powerful move, and both the white-robed woman and Zhao Binglan struggled to resist. It didn't take long for them to be knocked down onto a large star, clearly unable to resist anymore!

But just as the Chaos Body was about to capture them, when its Divine Transformation demonic aura was about to take effect, three indistinct figures crossed the starry sky. One of them suddenly made a move and shattered the overwhelming giant palm of chaos!

"Lin Xingyun! You dare to come and die!"

The Chaos Body snorted coldly, and a chilling killing intent spread throughout the starry sky.

"A defeated underling dares to talk tough?"

The newcomer laughed casually, seemingly not putting the Chaos Body in his eyes.

The two sides were on edge and quickly began a fierce battle.

However, after this point, the River of Time seemed to be covered by an unknown force again, and it became impossible to see anything clearly!

"It's him... He's fighting against the Chaos Body, and Chan'er..."

The Empress withdrew her gaze. Upon hearing that familiar voice and seeing those indistinct figures, she already knew that the person who came to the rescue was the handsome young man before her.

She looked at Lin Xingyun with a complex expression, seemingly filled with endless doubts.

"I have deduced Chan'er's life countless times."

"She shouldn't have fought against the Chaos Body, nor should she have met this person..."

"Why has it turned out like this..."

While she was contemplating, in the deepest part of the Desolate Realm.

The Void Immortal Palace was like a city from beyond the heavens. It was led here by someone and descended into an abyss that seemed to connect with the Nine Nether. It finally stopped in mid-air and gradually shrank its size, floating down towards the bottom of the abyss.

As the Immortal Palace continued to descend, it transformed into a Magic Treasure the size of a palm, and finally fell into the delicate and fair palm of a woman.