Chapter 1967: Back To The Past (2/2)

It shouldered the faith of many eras from those craving the light. They were praying for him in order to give him endless power, to cure his wounds, and to chase the darkness away.

A hymn resounded with the emergence of a sword spewing holy light and cold s.h.i.+mmers of steel. These rays were emotionless and murderous.

If the armor shouldered hope, then this sword shouldered destruction with its ultimate edge - capable of cutting the source of darkness. Eternality? Nothing before this sword. Indestructibility? All were ashes before its judgment.

More metallic ringing occurred. Saint’s wings became metalized. They were still full of light and flame but now, there was a cold and emotionless touch to them. The pair of wings has become a tool of war not weaker than his sword.

Saint looked quite young and gallant now. His temperament was devilishly charismatic. He had restored his power back to the peak state. Not to mention others, the dark overlords in the wildland were trembling uncontrollably.

Why? It was because they were no match for Saint at his strongest state. Only Samsara was a match for him.

“Looks like you have found an amazing medicine.” Samsara wasn’t afraid to see this. He nodded his head: “Hmm, still a way off from your true peak, but this is enough. No wonder why you’re confident in slaying me.”

“It is time for us to end this painful epoch.” Saint pointed his sword at Samsara.

“Try if you can. I’m afraid it won’t go as you wish, old friend.” Samsara replied and took a step forward.

He entered the river of time with a careful pace. It didn’t take long before he returned to their epoch.

Though this wasn’t their real epoch, the river of time has been flowing the entire time so there was still an image left of their period.

“Boom!” After reaching his epoch, darkness crazily rushed out of the ancestor and engulfed the area.

He stood there in the shadows, capable of shoulder the heaven itself while looking down on an epoch. The lord of all; no crown but a king he was for he had returned to his early and fiercer days.

Who could actually match this ruler of darkness? Prodigies and other overlords would need to bend down before him. In this dark epoch, all were ants before him.

Even a ten-will emperor wouldn’t be able to take one blow. Only someone like World Emperor could take him on.

Just imagine, being born in an epoch like this was full of despair. So many emperors would choose the darkness during that era.

Nevertheless, Saint managed to hang on the whole time against Samsara. Though he failed to save the epoch in the end, he was still a pillar that didn’t falter. His light illuminated the darkness like a lamp showing the path to future generations so that they wouldn’t be lost.

Many finally realized how wondrous and amazing Saint was after seeing the monster that is Samsara. The emperors felt a deep sense of respect for him.

“Old friend, our epoch is no more but going back to the past, this is our real battlefield.” Samsara told Saint while standing on the spot in the river of time proportional to their epoch.

“Let’s do this!” Saint roared as the two entered their old period.

The river was still quietly flowing for an eternity. No one could ever go back to the past, but if one was strong enough, they could return to their old position in the timeline.

Though they wouldn’t be able to return and see their loved ones and friends again, they could still sense the years back then and return to their old form.