228: Chapter 228 Another Time Travel

"As long as I drive this point of light into my body, I can travel back to the Martial Arts World..."

Chen Moxuan stared intently at the flickering point of light on his right hand, a rather strange feeling rippling through his heart.

Even though he had tried using [Otherworld Walker] multiple times after he finished analyzing it earlier,

perhaps because the time between the two worlds was not yet balanced, he hadn't noticed anything unusual other than consuming Mental Energy to condense this point of light.

But now, as this point of light clearly floated in his palm, he could actually feel a connection with the world on the other side.

This connection told him that by driving this point of light into his body, he could travel to that world.

"I see... No wonder that guy was so certain about the time balance. Is this something only the user can feel?"

Chen Moxuan's mind suddenly cleared as he came to a realization.

Once he felt that the point of light was fully formed, his eyes instantly sharpened, and he decisively raised his right hand, making a move to strike the light into his chest.

"Wait a second! I just remembered something!"

At this critical moment, Song Xin rushed in with a panicked expression and stopped Chen Moxuan just in time.

"What?"

Chen Moxuan was slightly startled, and the movement of his hand came to an abrupt halt.

"Our President instructed me to give this to you to keep as soon as you woke up, and then you're supposed to go find him with this thing later."

Song Xin hurriedly pulled out a pitch-black box.

"What's inside?"

"It should be a type of Ancient Relic, but I don't know exactly what it is."

"Does your 'President' refer to that afro guy from before?"

"No, the President is the President. The afro guy you're talking about is our Boss."

"There's no rush for this right now, is there? To you guys, I'll be back very soon."

At Song Xin's nonsensical words, Chen Moxuan's brow instantly furrowed tightly, and he moved to continue the action that had just been interrupted.

"Wait! Wait!"

Song Xin stopped Chen Moxuan again and handed the box to him,

"At least take this first, or else we're doomed!"

"A prophecy? Could it be the one you mentioned before, the one that predicted I'm a candidate for your Great Sin Madman, where nine out of ten prophecies don't come true?"

When he had heard Song Xin explain her purpose for infiltrating their school class, he had heard a thing or two from her.

"Yes, we must prevent this prophecy of yours from coming true, otherwise our final battle with the Superpower Association will be in grave danger!"

Song Xin was filled with anxiety, only hating herself for forgetting such an important matter again, and she didn't consider things from Chen Moxuan's perspective at all as she spoke.

Chen Moxuan hadn't had the chance to come into contact with Wang Puchuan yet, so naturally, he didn't know about the existence of the Madman Society's book of prophecies.

In fact, the ten prophecies in the book of prophecies could be interfered with through human means.

As long as one found a way to make the other nine not come true, then the remaining one would absolutely happen.

Take the ten prophecies for this time as an example; one of them clearly mentioned that 'after Chen Moxuan woke up, he refused to carry the Ancient Relic given by the Madman Society.'

Prophecies that mentioned specific people's names were very rare, so the Madman Society noticed it immediately.

If this prophecy were allowed to come true, then the prophecy stating that the Madman Society would win the final battle against the Superpower Association would become invalid.

What awaited them might only be a crushing defeat.

Although this sounded very absurd—the victory or defeat of a battle should be determined by many factors, so how could it be affected by a single prophecy?

But in fact, it was precisely by relying on this book of prophecies that the Madman Society had turned danger into safety many times over the years and survived numerous crises.

Within the Madman Society, there were many who firmly believed in the results of the book of prophecies.

Therefore, even if it was just to stabilize the army's morale and boost spirits, any possibility of other prophecies coming true had to be eliminated.

"I understand. I just need to take this, right?"

Although he didn't understand what Song Xin was saying, Chen Moxuan wasn't in the mood to dwell on it right now.

He reached out and took the black box from Song Xin's hand.

"Hmm?"

The moment he touched the black box, Chen Moxuan felt a strange vibration coming from inside.

That feeling was as if some living creature was lying in wait inside the box, pulsating slightly.

"Oh right, the President also said you can open this and look for yourself, but don't open it when anyone else is present."

Song Xin added opportunely.

With her reminder, the doubt in Chen Moxuan's heart grew even stronger.

He suppressed his curiosity, and with a thought, he tried to put the black box into the tianshu mysterious mirror's storage space.

A flash of light passed by, and the black box was instantly sucked into the storage space, disappearing without a trace.

"It can be stored? It seems it's not a truly living thing."

Chen Moxuan thought to himself, and after realizing it wasn't a real creature, he was relieved.

"Alright, nothing else, right?"

After putting away the black box, Chen Moxuan hurriedly asked.

He really didn't want the atmosphere he had worked so hard to create to be shattered again by Song Xin's inadvertent interruptions.

Seeing Song Xin quickly shake her head, he didn't delay any longer and swiftly slapped the point of light into his body.

In an instant, that feeling, familiar to his very bones, surged back like a tide.

Time abruptly paused at this moment, and the entire world instantly fell into a dead silence.

Chen Moxuan's consciousness was like a small boat, following that vast and majestic Otherworld Torrent, heading once again to the Martial Arts World.