Su Mu had just sent the coffin away a second ago, and the next second, it floated back downstream.
Seeing this, Su Mu was stunned for a moment.
Which heartless family upstream is this?
Someone died at home, they should be buried in the ground for peace, right?
Why insist on a water burial?
Could it be that even land here is as precious as gold, costing tens of thousands per square, and they can't afford a cemetery?
Now, Su Mu was getting upset. If he could leave this water area, he would have chased upstream to see which heartless person was throwing bodies into his river!
He stood on the bank and controlled a 50-square-meter area of water under the coffin to retreat. Although he couldn't control the entire river to retreat at once, he could shift-control it. As long as the 50-square-meter area covered the coffin, he could make it advance or retreat.
Just like that, Su Mu controlled the water area and sent the coffin back upstream.
The dude upstream is awful!
You're really awful!
If you keep throwing bodies into the river, I don't care if the one lying in the coffin is your dad or your ancestor, I'll send it straight to the bottom!
....
Endless Plateau, Black Central Realm.
After successfully sending the coffin into the River of Time, all four were severely drained, all recuperating.
Sending the coffin into the River of Time, flowing into the past, inherently violated the Time Rule. Even for them, it came at a great cost.
They had been lurking here for thousands of years, all for this day.
If they failed again, they would be utterly devastated....
"It shouldn't fail, right?"
At this moment, a weak voice sounded, the effort was evident in the tone.
"It shouldn't.... Let's just wait for the timeline to change, for Black Central Realm to revert to its original state, then we'll be freed."
"That guy slashed Black Central Realm into nothingness with one sword, leaving us trapped here to fend for ourselves. He miscalculated one step, made one wrong move. We've practiced for tens of thousands of years, existing in the past and future. When we get out, it will be his end!"
Long imprisonment had driven them slightly mad. They just wanted to break free quickly and return to the main battlefield for revenge!
Gu Ying remained silent, eyes tightly fixed on the void above.
For some reason, he had a foreboding feeling.
Theoretically, traversing the River of Time to the past should take just a few moments. If the past timeline had changed, then Black Central Realm should have returned to normal.
The contents of the coffin are not something their past selves could handle; changing the timeline should have been easy.
So why?
The next moment.
The Black Coffin, in the same manner, was reversed and brought back again.
But seeing the Black Coffin again, the four of them could no longer stay calm.
"Why!!!!"
"Why has it been reversed again!"
The three black shadows were starting to lose their sanity; they had planned for so many years, only to fail twice in one day!
This failure meant they would need to recuperate for another thousand years before trying to send the coffin into the River of Time again...
Because sending external objects into the River of Time consumed their Power of Origin.
Their remaining Power of Origin couldn't support a third attempt. They would have to slowly recover over a thousand years.
"It's him again!"
Originally calm, Gu Ying was no longer calm.
It was again the mysterious shadow on the River of Time that reversed their coffin.
The first time might have been a coincidence, but the second could not possibly be.
That mysterious shadow was targeting them!
Gu Ying began recalling his past, trying to think if he had ever offended such a formidable person in any world or timeline.
No matter how he thought, he couldn't find anyone that matched, because someone capable of affecting the River of Time could hardly be his enemy.
In other words, he wasn't worthy of being viewed as an enemy by such an existence.
But.... why was he targeting him?
Gu Ying couldn't figure it out, but apart from altering the past timeline to restore Black Central Realm, he found no way to break free.
He could only lay low and plan again, recuperate for another thousand years, then attempt for the third time.
After all, that shadow couldn't possibly monitor them on the River of Time for a thousand years, right?
What kind of place is the River of Time?
They dared not stay there for more than a minute; a thousand years is a joke, right?
.....
"You three, think hard, do you have any enemies?"
Bone Emperor turned around, asking the three black shadows behind him.
Upon hearing this, the three black shadows were almost in tears.
Bone Emperor, Bone Emperor, are you kidding me?
What about us could possibly offend such an enemy?
Someone daring to act recklessly on the River of Time, what kind of existence is that??
"Bone Emperor, you're giving us too much credit...."
"If we really had such an enemy, do you think we'd still be alive?"
It's true; for a being capable of affecting the River of Time, erasing them would be too easy.
"A thousand years..."
"Let's recuperate for another thousand years."
"In a thousand years, we'll try again."
"Yes, that's all we can do."
After a brief exchange, the black shadows merged into the Lord of Chaos, and dead silence returned to the scene.
...
A millennium passed in the blink of an eye.
The four gathered once more, this time full of confidence.
"A thousand years... a full thousand years."
"Hopefully, this time, we won't fail; otherwise... I'm truly afraid my Dao heart will shatter."
"It won't; after all, a thousand years have passed, that man must have left the River of Time long ago."
Thus, Gu Ying gathered the Power of Origin of the other three and again controlled the coffin to enter the River of Time.
....
By the riverbank, in front of a wooden house.
Su Mu was clearing the overgrown weeds at the riverbank when he sensed something and looked up.
He saw the Black Coffin floating down from upstream again.
Seeing this, Su Mu was taken aback.
What the heck?
Again?
It's only been ten days, what?
Did someone die at home again?
Why are they throwing bodies into the river again!!!
A surge of nameless anger arose. Su Mu put down his sickle and stepped onto the water, coming to the coffin.
He took out a pen and wrote on the coffin's surface: [Try it again if you dare?]
After writing, Su Mu continued to control the water area to retreat, sending the coffin upstream until it disappeared from sight.
Seriously!
What a nasty habit!
After completing this, Su Mu returned to the bank and continued cutting grass and tidying the river.