Chapter 829
Reversing Time, the Venerable Team Battle Begins
High Priestess Anjafina, accompanied by her disciple Lin Yuejia, stepped into the magical passage forged from threads of time.
The priestess's feet landed on the light threads, and what she touched was not cold and hard, but rather a soft and supple surface with a cool warmth.
With each step, tiny ripples of purple-gold light spread out from beneath the feet, extending along the passage to both sides.
The void on both sides of the passage was not empty, but rather filled with countless fragmented images flashing by rapidly, frame by frame.
There is the primordial chaos of the deep sea at the birth of the Miga civilization, the devout prayers of thousands of priests when the temple was first built, and countless blurry figures of the tribesmen floating in the flow of time.
Countless overlapping sounds filled my ears: low prayers, the roar of surging waves, fierce battle cries, and gentle whispers.
They intertwine to form a whisper of time, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of eternity.
As soon as she stepped inside, Lin Yuejia felt a throbbing pain in her temples, and her spiritual energy seemed to be dissipating like willow catkins swept by a gale.
She instantly realized that this was the invisible erosion of the power of time, penetrating every crevice and reaching straight to her soul.
Fortunately, the priest's crown on her head was one of the most treasured artifacts in the Temple of Mega.
The crown's rim is inlaid with several Grade 4 rare materials called "Bright God Obsidian," and at this moment, the pale blue stone beads are emitting a faint, cool fragrance.
The coolness seeped slowly into her soul from her forehead, as if building a solid barrier for her restless spirit, steadily protecting her sea of consciousness.
This force kept her alert and prevented her from getting lost in the vast torrent of time.
I walked a dozen or so steps.
Lin Yuejia abruptly stopped, her beautiful eyes surging with undisguised astonishment.
In the light and shadow ahead of the passage, two figures, one large and one small, appeared out of nowhere, their backs to them, slowly moving forward along the path of light.
This scene shocked her deeply—she had been looking straight ahead with an unobstructed view, yet she hadn't noticed when those two figures had appeared.
Lin Yuejia stared intently, her heart skipping a beat.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of a heartbeat echoed clearly in the passageway, causing the passageway to tremble slightly.
But the two figures in front of them ignored them and continued walking forward on their own.
The slender, graceful figure on the left has a beautiful figure with flowing black hair and smooth, jade-like skin on her exposed arms. Even from behind, her stunning beauty is undeniable.
The silhouette was exactly the same as the young teacher in my memory.
The small figure on the right, with her childlike braids and a glistening fishtail swinging behind her, hopped and skipped along beside her.
The priestess knew perfectly well that the figure on the left was her former teacher, and the figure on the right was herself as a child.
At that time, she did not participate in the reincarnation ceremony, so she was still in the original fish-tail form of Mika.
Lin Yuejia subconsciously turned her head to look at the teacher beside her.
The high priest stared at the young figure ahead, his expression extremely complex.
Her eyes welled up with reminiscence, as if recalling the years gone by, yet also held a hint of sadness, a lament for the ravages of time, and overflowed with an indescribable joy.
Lin Yuejia knew that her teacher had exhausted his energy and damaged his very soul in order to fulfill the sacred prophecy, which was why he had become white-haired and aged overnight.
Over the years, the entire Meijia civilization has devoted all its efforts to searching for rare and precious materials and trying countless secret methods, but it has never been able to repair the damage to the teacher's fundamental nature.
Teachers are, after all, women. Even as a sacred high priestess, she must harbor a small dream in her heart, hoping that one day she can regain her former glory.
At this moment, does the overflowing joy in the teacher's eyes mean that she has finally seen hope for recovery?
Lin Yuejia's throat bobbed slightly as she tentatively called out softly, "Teacher..."
Anjafina seemed to have already anticipated her question, and a gentle smile appeared on her aged face. Before she could finish speaking, she whispered, "Yes. For the first time, I have seen true hope!"
Lin Yuejia was filled with curiosity and doubt.
She had studied all the ancient texts on the laws of time in the Mika civilization, but she had never heard that the power of time could repair the origin of the soul and heal such irreversible damage.
The High Priest seemed to see through her confusion and explained, "Your Majesty has found an unprecedented path, allowing my past self to lend its life force to my present self."
“Your Majesty used the Ring of Time as a medium to create a long-lasting and stable cross-temporal link between the two ‘selves’ in different times.”
"The Ring of Time!"
Lin Yuejia felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and instantly understood the key to everything.
She fully understood what "long-lasting and stable" meant; it meant not a temporary recovery, but one that would continue from now on.
The latter's difficulty must touch upon the level of strong laws.
Anjafina laughed, her eyes filled with admiration: "Yes! Your Majesty the Savior is a true genius, a super genius who has brought new life to both the Miga civilization and me!"
Lin Yuejia nodded gently: "Yes!"
The voice just fell.
Lin Yuejia then saw the child's figure in front of her suddenly turn into specks of light and dissipate into the ripples of the time tunnel.
Only the "teachers" from their youth remain, still walking forward at their own unhurried pace.
Lin Yuejia instantly understood, and subconsciously lightened her steps, quietly falling two steps behind the teacher.
She knew naturally that this was the teacher's moment.
The priestess lowered her head, her brows furrowed, and softly began to chant verses from the divine revelation concerning the Savior:
"Your radiance pierces through the endless darkness of eternity."
"You walk through the torrent of time, weaving the threads of destiny, causing withered flowers to bloom again..."
She had never been able to understand these two sentences before, but now the prophecy was unfolding right before her eyes.
"Withered flowers" clearly refers to the teacher.
"Rejuvenating" means that the teacher is given a new lease on life.
Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the distance between Angafina and the "Holy High Priest" in front of her was visibly decreasing.
Countless shimmering green light spots slowly emanated from the young figure's body, like fireflies in the sky, swirling and condensing into delicate threads of light.
One end is tied to the vitality of the past, and the other end is firmly linked to the present Anjafina, gradually infusing her aging body with vigorous life force.
Lin Yuejia instantly knew the answer: "Your Holiness the Savior must also possess the Laws of Life!"
It is by no means a superficial or rudimentary grasp, but rather a level that has already reached the level of powerful laws.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve such a miraculous life force that transcends time and space to repair the teacher's damage that had reached the very core of his being.
Lin Yuejia felt deeply that she was witnessing history, witnessing greatness!
Let's continue along the time tunnel for a while.
The young "Anjafina" in front of them suddenly swayed slightly, and her originally solid outline gradually became illusory, as if covered by a thin veil.
She suddenly turned slightly to the side, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders, and then slowly turned her head—her eyes were as clear as an ancient spring, and a faint yet radiant smile curved her lips. The smile held a farewell to the past and an expectation for a new life, instantly imprinting itself on Lin Yuejia's heart.
next second.
The light and shadow suddenly disappeared.
The "Anjafina" of the past transformed into countless tiny green particles of light, eventually disappearing completely into the flowing threads of time, as if it had never existed.
In the passageway, only Anjafina stood quietly in place.
Lin Yuejia looked from behind and her heart skipped a beat.
The teacher's hair, which was originally completely white, has now turned almost entirely black and shiny, hanging down to her shoulders like silk.
Only the tips of her hair still retained a few traces of frost, like the last mark left by time.
The skin, which was originally wrinkled, withered and aged, has been completely restored to a radiant and plump state, with a healthy porcelain-white luster, so delicate that not a single flaw can be seen.
Even his spine became straight and slender again, and a warm yet powerful aura surrounded him.
The indescribable aura of decay that used to linger around the teacher was completely swept away.
Lin Yuejia stared blankly for a few seconds, then tentatively called out softly with a hint of uncertainty and caution, "Teacher!"
Anjafina slowly turned her head, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like autumn waters rippling across the surface, her nose was delicate and her lips were cherry-red; her features were so exquisite that they resembled a work of art sculpted by the sea god himself.
The priestess was instantly stunned.
In terms of pure beauty, Anjafina might be slightly inferior to the priestess known as the "Flower of Megan."
However, her refined elegance honed by time, and her serene and dignified aura, were significantly stronger than those of the younger Lin Yuejia.
The master and apprentice stood facing each other, each with their own unique charm.
Anjafina raised her hand to brush away the strands of hair at her temple, her tone full of admiration: "As expected of Your Majesty the Savior, I feel that your soul has recovered to 99%, and can remain stable for at least 300 years."
Lin Yuejia's heart skipped a beat again.
The Meijia Civilization once spent a huge sum of money to invite a high-ranking Venerable from another world realm, who possessed the Law of Life, to heal their teacher.
The treatment did have some effect; the teacher's appearance regained its youthful appearance, but his spiritual state only recovered to less than 30%.
Two years later, the teacher's soul began to decline rapidly, and soon he became old and frail again.
The Time Ring cast by the Savior Mika can remain constant for an astonishing three hundred years or more.
How could this not shock the priestess?
Based on Lin Yuejia's understanding of the laws, this definitely touches upon the realm of powerful laws.
After the initial shock, an overwhelming joy instantly swept over her.
The priestess said excitedly, "Congratulations, teacher!"
With His Holiness the Savior's extraordinary talent and cultivation speed, three hundred years is more than enough time for him to accumulate sufficient foundation, and he will most likely be able to successfully advance to the demigod realm.
With the unparalleled power of a demigod, he will surely be able to completely repair the damage to the teacher's soul essence.
At that time, the teacher might be able to take it a step further and reach the level of a high-ranking Venerable.
Anjafina didn't say anything more, but raised her arm and pointed ahead: "Let's go, His Holiness the Savior is waiting for us ahead."
After taking only two steps, a strange phenomenon occurred.
The surrounding threads of time suddenly rippled, then rushed backward like a receding galaxy.
Lin Yuejia felt a blur before her eyes and a slight dizziness. The next second, she was shocked to find that the scenery around her had completely changed.
Looking up, there is a sky full of dazzling stars, their light as dense as scattered diamonds, flowing with an ancient halo, as if they have never changed since time immemorial;
Looking down, a vast and boundless river is rushing about, its waters shimmering with countless ripples, its beginning and end nowhere in sight.
Amidst the surging waves, countless fragmented images can be vaguely glimpsed.
An ancient aura, so profound it seemed almost tangible, enveloped this place, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
On the surface of that river of time, the figure of Mika the Savior stood tall, her gaze calmly fixed on the master and disciple.
Anjafina performed the most solemn bow, her voice respectful and sincere: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!"
Lin Yuejia blinked her beautiful eyes twice, and suddenly understood the cause and effect.
The teacher must have glimpsed the future through the power of destiny, which is why he specifically ordered the nobles of all races to come to the Azure Sacred Island in the name of the Supreme Temple, ultimately allowing His Holiness the Savior to successfully obtain the Ring of Time.
His Majesty, through such extraordinary means, brought his teacher a tremendous reward of renewed youth.
From another perspective, isn't this also a path of self-redemption that the teacher found for himself through his own exploration of fate?
A teacher is a teacher after all!
on the other hand.
With the decisive battle against the Shadow Palace imminent, His Holiness the Savior helped the teacher recover to his full strength, adding a powerful new fighter to their side.
Isn't this a case of the two lords joining forces to try and increase the probability of defeating the Shadow Palace?
Lin Yuejia suddenly gained a profound understanding of "the arrangements of those in power".
Yang Fan waved his hand gently, his smile warm: "You don't need to be so polite!"
Anjafina looked up at the vast river at her feet, her beautiful eyes flashing with deep astonishment: "Your Majesty, could this be a small tributary that you have cut from the river of time?"
Lin Yuejia was immediately taken aback.
Your Majesty is so powerful that you can even stop the flow of time?
Yang Fan nodded slightly, his tone somewhat modest: "It's not a tributary, but just a tiny bit of water taken from the long river of time."
This arrangement was originally part of the preparations for the upcoming battle against the Venerables of the Shadow Palace.
Yang Fan's gaze sharpened, and he asked directly, "Your Majesty Anjafina, is the Miga Civilization ready to face the Shadow Palace?"
Anjafina's gentle expression vanished instantly, replaced by extreme seriousness: "Of course! The entire Miga civilization will go all out!"
Yang Fan simply replied with one word: "Okay!"
The two locked eyes, exchanging no words, yet an unspoken understanding was instantly established.
Anjafina slowly raised the Holy Revelation Scepter in her hand, and the Time Crystal at the top of the scepter suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.
Her voice, imbued with supreme authority, echoed throughout the heavens and earth: "In the name of destiny!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she slammed her scepter down, the tip striking the river surface with tremendous force.
"Boom—!"
A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, instantly stirring up towering waves in the river of time.
The prelude to the decisive battle has quietly begun. (End of Chapter)