CHAPTER 1026: CHAPTER 981: FROM NOW ON, THE GENTLE BREEZE WILL ALWAYS ACCOMPANY THE LONG NIGHT (PART 2)

But there are such people, no, I should say, one—

He is not an ordinary Time Betrayer, but someone who has been outside of time from the very beginning.

Such a person is called a "Time Rebel" by the Time Administration Bureau.

One word difference, yet a Time Rebel is entirely different from a Time Betrayer.

The latter is a criminal on the Time Administration Bureau’s wanted list and must be eliminated.

The former, though, is an anomaly capable of shaking the Time Administration Bureau’s rule.

Yan Tingfeng is a Time Rebel.

The day a Time Rebel meets a Time Betrayer, the gears of fate begin to turn.

Thus, time could no longer imprison Ye Wanlan, forcing her to constantly repeat the same days.

What a Time Rebel!

Lan Wanye saw this piece of information at the time but paid it no mind.

After all, there have been real instances of core opposition, people from the same origin.

But the so-called Time Rebel is just a concept, such a person would not appear.

Unexpectedly, such a person was beside another her.

Originally, Ye Wanlan should, like her, endure the pain of a nation destroyed.

Yet Yan Tingfeng’s emergence prevented Ye Wanlan from taking the most extreme path.

At this moment, Lan Wanye’s heart was once again consumed by jealousy and unwillingness.

If Yan Tingfeng had chosen her, then today’s victor would be her, the true sole origin would be her as well!

Why is fate so unfair?

Why does heaven treat her this way?

In what way is she inferior to Ye Wanlan?

She became a powerful Time Controller relying solely on her own ability, which Ye Wanlan did not.

When she stormed the Time Administration Bureau, Ye Wanlan was still playing in the mud somewhere!

Yan Tingfeng still did not give Lan Wanye an extra glance, his voice was cold and clear: "Because, you are never her."

"I am never her..." Lan Wanye murmured and repeated these words, her smile growing harsher, filled with intense despair in her gaze, "Indeed, I am never her!"

She stopped smiling, lowered her head, as if all power had vanished, her face becoming gaunt in an instant.

He Jia spoke again: "Kill her, Xiao Lan."

His grip intensified once more.

"Shrik!"

The Longsword finally pierced Lan Wanye’s left chest.

"Pff—" Lan Wanye’s mouth uncontrollably opened, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Her eyes were wide, full of disbelief.

Ye Wanlan twisted the Sword Hilt, mashing Lan Wanye’s heart.

Unknowingly, her face was already streaked with tears.

"Ye, Ye Wanlan..." Lan Wanye stared, blood continuously flowing down her mouth’s corner, "I... I did not lose to you, just that this world... ultimately favors you."

"Bang!"

With a loud blast, the spirit dispersed.

The moment Lan Wanye died, the last beam of power swiftly entered Ye Wanlan’s body.

Instantly, Ye Wanlan felt herself solidifying significantly, even the world became unreal in her eyes.

She looked at her hand and slowly clenched it.

Is this... the sole and true origin?

He Jia sighed in relief, released his grip, and faintly smiled: "Xiao Lan, congratulations, you conquered yourself, you achieved it."

Ye Wanlan suddenly turned her head, horrified: "Prince Brother!"

She saw He Jia’s hand gradually turning transparent.

As if some invisible power was erasing him from this world.

"No! Prince Brother—" Ye Wanlan hugged He Jia tightly, her voice even carried a trace of pleading, "Prince Brother, don’t leave!"

He Jia’s body trembled violently, like an electric current rushed from his fingertips, sweeping through his body, even his heart was paralyzed.

How could he bear to leave her?

Buddha said life has seven sufferings, birth, aging, sickness, death, seeing hated ones, being separated from loved ones, unfulfilled desires...

When all the sufferings are combined, naturally it’s a pain no man can bear.

He certainly didn’t wish for Ye Wanlan to be left behind again.

But the time had come, he must leave.

"Xiao Lan..." He Jia smiled again, softly saying, "Brother is always by your side."

His gaze fell onto the Qingyun Pendant hanging at Ye Wanlan’s waist.

"Brother..." Ye Wanlan looked at his half-transparent body, voice choked, "I wish... I want to go back to childhood, I do not wish to be strong anymore."

If the cost of becoming the strongest is walking the future’s path alone, then she’d rather not.

He Jia raised the other hand that hadn’t disappeared yet, gently touched her head as before, voice kind: "Xiao Lan, we will meet again, Prince Brother believes in you."