231: It's a mess, it's all messed up

Today, the wind in Anta County was exceptionally boisterous.

Wang Mian stood blankly on the Holy Bridge, countless question marks swirling in his mind.

Just by glancing at the figure in the Void Realm, Wang Mian had already confirmed the other party's identity.

That power of the Law of Time could not be mistaken.

Ever since he entered Fengdu Ghost City, a strange feeling had lingered in his heart.

At first, Wang Mian thought this strange feeling was just due to the inherent magic and eeriness of Fengdu Ghost City itself.

But at this very moment, he finally understood that this strange feeling came from the figure in the Void Realm.

The other party also possessed the Law of Time.

However, in his era, the Law of Time had already been completely divided among the gods, and Wang Mian knew all the gods who controlled the Law of Time.

But this one was not any of them.

Coupled with that familiar gaze, Wang Mian could almost conclude that this elder was his future self.

Various emotions erupted in Wang Mian's heart, like a bowl of blue cheese mixed with Indian ghost peppers, Indian tamarind sauce, Indian mango sauce, and bitter gourd juice.

Five flavors mixed could no longer describe Wang Mian's current mood.

Although the truth was right before his eyes, Wang Mian found it truly hard to accept.

Good news: his future self seemed to have become a god.

Bad news: this future self seemed to be allied with Song Zhong.

The situation on the field did not pause because of Wang Mian's daze.

Old Wang Mian stepped out from the Void Realm, arriving before Zhou Ping.

“Your opponent is me.” These six short words once again shocked everyone present.

Not only did Wang Mian recognize himself.

Ye Fan, Zhou Ping, and even Memorial, after seeing that figure, confirmed the other party's identity.

Although the other party's Face was extremely aged, the wrinkles of time could not conceal that gaze.

“You are, Wang Mian?”

Zhou Ping's brows furrowed; he didn't quite understand what was happening, but he was a little disappointed that his opponent wasn't Song Zhong.

“If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste words?” Old Wang Mian seemed to be in a bad mood and was unwilling to say more.

Ye Fan, who had transformed into a golden Great Buddha, completely lost his composure; his mental state was not much better than the younger Wang Mian's.

Why?

Why?

Why would Old Wang Mian stand out to help Song Zhong at this time?

Could it be that Wang Mian betrayed the Night Watcher at some point in the future?

If that were truly the case, then it would be a huge mess.

The captain of the distinguished Special Squad 004, [Masquerade], Wang Mian, deserted?

Where would this Commander put his Face?

Wang Mian was a Night Watcher he had carefully selected and trained.

“Wang Mian, why exactly?” Ye Fan asked.

This scene was too outrageous; in one day, Ye Fan witnessed two people's “betrayals.”

Memorial sat in the pixel sports car, watching the current situation with great interest.

She thought to herself: I never expected this thick-browed and big-eyed guy, Wang Mian, to also side with Song Zhong.

Commander Ye must be furious by now.

...

On the Holy Bridge, Lin Qi Ye and Shen Qingzhu looked at the figure in the Void Realm.

Coupled with Wang Mian's stunned reaction.

Even the most obtuse person would have noticed some clues.

Moreover, Lin Qi Ye and Shen Qingzhu were both meticulous individuals.

“Wang Mian, that figure in the sky… do you know him?” Lin Qi Ye asked cautiously.

“Fake!” Two words suddenly burst from Wang Mian’s mouth.

“What?” Lin Qi Ye didn't react for a moment.

“Fake, it's all fake.” Wang Mian tremblingly raised his hand, pointing at Old Wang Mian in the Void Realm.

“This must be an illusion, a mirage!”

Lin Qi Ye felt that Wang Mian's mental state was a bit off, so he quickly cast several forbidden spells to stabilize his mind.

“Purification Charm!”

“Soul Calming Charm!”

“Mind Stabilizing Charm!”

Three consecutive mental spells struck Wang Mian, but with little effect.

“Impossible, impossible.”

Wang Mian knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, “How could I possibly attack Senior Sword Saint?”

Shen Qingzhu's expression was solemn; his and Lin Qi Ye's guess was indeed correct, the other party was Wang Mian, Wang Mian from the future.

Lin Qi Ye's brain spun rapidly.

In the current situation, even an idiot could see that Song Zhong, supported by a god, was definitely the advantageous side.

And out of the four people involved in the battle, three of them could be considered his own people.

Regardless of the reason, the future Wang Mian chose to help Song Zhong.

But before the matter was investigated clearly, this meaningless battle should not continue.

And at present, the only person who could possibly stop this battle was the current Wang Mian.

As the saying goes, only the one who tied the bell can untie it; the creator of this chaotic situation was Wang Mian.

Having figured out this crucial point, Lin Qi Ye quickly came before Wang Mian, he bent down and said:

“Captain Wang Mian, I know the current situation is a bit chaotic, but please pull yourself together and Face reality.

At present, you are the only one who can prevent the situation from worsening.

You wouldn't want to see Commander Ye and Senior Sword Saint injured by you, would you?”

Wang Mian, who had originally lost his focus, heard these words and seemed to grasp at a lifeline like a drowning person.

He was not one to escape, he just couldn't think of a way to solve the current problem, which was why he was so mentally distraught.

After Lin Qi Ye's reminder, Wang Mian suddenly understood.

Only he could stop himself.

The light returned to Wang Mian's eyes, he stood up, looked at Lin Qi Ye, and said earnestly: “Thank you.”

Then, Wang Mian transformed into a stream of light and rushed towards the battlefield.

Song Zhong looked at Ye Fan and Zhou Ping's astonished expressions, and at Old Wang Mian's sullen Face, and laughed heartily.

“Haha, this is truly entertaining, Ye Fan, are you satisfied with this surprise I prepared for you?”

The golden Ye Fan's Face turned green and then pale; this feeling of having Qi but nowhere to vent it was truly unbearable.

“Wang Mian, are you really not going to give me an explanation?”

Ye Fan was not in the mood to bother with Song Zhong at this moment; he just kept looking at Old Wang Mian, his eyes full of pleading.

If such a confrontation were to truly happen, it would be a wound in Ye Fan's heart for a lifetime.

“I have a reason why I must do this, but please believe that I am doing it for the good of Great Xia.”

Perhaps feeling Ye Fan's sincerity, Old Wang Mian still offered an explanation.

“I understand, it seems something difficult must have happened in the future that forced you to make such a choice.”

Having confirmed Old Wang Mian's true attitude, Ye Fan felt relieved; the other party was still a Night Watcher, and this had not changed even in the future.

Just then, a silver stream of light rushed into the battlefield.

Immediately after, a heart-wrenching sound entered everyone's ears.

“Stop, you two, don't fight anymore!”