Yun Lintian stood motionless, his senses expanding to take in the featureless expanse.
"More riddles?" he said coldly.
Gu Tianyi's laughter rippled through the void.
"No. Truth."
Suddenly—
Images flashed through the emptiness.
The birth of the Chasm, a gaping wound in reality itself.
The Primordial Gods, their faces twisted in fear as they fled from it.
Nian Shi, standing alone at the edge of oblivion, his hands outstretched—not to seal it, but to harness its power.
The final image lingered…
Yun Lintian himself, standing tall, his body dissolving into motes of light.
"This is your fate," Gu Tianyi whispered. "The only future where Nian Shi loses."
The vision shattered, leaving Yun Lintian alone in the white void once more.
Yun Lintian raised his brow slightly.
"You mean… to achieve this, I must sacrifice myself?"
Silence.
Then—
"I want you to choose," Gu Tianyi corrected. "Freely. With full understanding."
