My profession panel inspires loyalty.

His words were fragmented, yet they made Lin Xia's heart tighten.

The life experiences one receives are those received before one dies.

After death, the hundreds of years of life can only be guessed at through reading written accounts.

The impact is entirely different when someone who has personally experienced the shattering of their ideals stands before them and recounts their story.

"I know, I know everything."

Lin Xia gently comforted him, guiding Elder Jian to sit down on a chair nearby. "But things are different now. You're back, and we still have a chance to change everything."

Gradually, with Lin Xia's comforting words, Jian Lao's emotions calmed down, but the madness in his eyes had not completely subsided.

He looked around, surveying the headquarters that was both familiar and unfamiliar, his gaze lingering on each item as if trying to etch them into the depths of his memory.

"What time is this?"

Sword Elder's will suddenly asked, his voice having regained some clarity, "How long has the Crimson Heart Society been established?"

By knowing when the Red Heart Society was established, he can better determine the current timeframe.

"Less than a year."

Lin Xia said softly, "We have just taken over the federal government."

Upon hearing this, Sword Elder's hands trembled again. "Federal government?"

Although the history of the Federation was somewhat distant for him, he could recall it very easily.

After all, he had served as the guardian of the Federation for a long time.

Of course, compared to the Red Heart Society, he had almost no feelings for the Federation.

Even after being baptized by the ideals of the Federation, he felt only a deep loathing for it.

"Where's that old man from the Qin family? Is he dead?"

“Dead.” Lin Xia answered calmly. “I killed him with my own hands.”

Sword Elder's will suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh tinged with madness, as if he were happy about the premature death of the Qin family patriarch, or as if he were excited about how his arrival had changed his past experiences.

The past has changed.

This can be changed!

This can be changed!

Therefore, the tragedies that will happen to the Red Heart Society in the future can certainly be changed!

After a long while, the Sword Elder sighed deeply, then flipped his right hand, revealing a cup of spiritual tea condensed from the rules of swordsmanship.

Although he is a will that has traveled across time and space, he cannot touch things in real life.

As a demigod, it's perfectly fine for him to use the power of rules to create a cup of tea for himself.

"Tell me about it!"

The voice of the Sword Elder gradually calmed, "You brought me back from the future, what do you need me to do?"

Lin Xia looked directly into the old man's eyes: "I need to know everything that happened after my death, from the achievements of the Red Heart Society Research Institute's various products, technological breakthroughs, and theoretical results of cultivation techniques."

After saying this, Lin Xia paused slightly.

"And most importantly, the rules of demigod cultivation that you have come to understand."

Sword Elder nodded slightly upon hearing these words; all of this was within his expectations.

Then, he slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly traveling through time and space back to that era filled with blood and fire.

His voice was deep and steady, yet it contained an astonishing amount of information.

In his account, the Red Hearts triumphed in the battlefield of hell, only to be marked by the Crimson Force and corrupted from within.

How does Lam Suet, as a second-generation member, manage to keep the organization running at full speed?

Ultimately, however, he died in a sneak attack by the God of Blood Prison.

He recounted how Deng Qi's ruthless methods stabilized the situation in the short term, but also sowed the seeds of conflict within the organization.

After the Sword Elder gave a general explanation, Lin Xia's eyes flickered.

"Elder Jian, there's something else you probably don't know."

"what's up?"

"After you died from your demonic possession, Aglus spent hundreds of years in the abyss helping the entire Lava Demon race ascend to become demon gods."

"?"

A question mark slowly rose from the head of Sword Elder's will.

Help the Lava Demon race ascend to become Demon Gods?

all?

In the abyss, the Lava Demons, a powerful demon race, command countless billions of demons.

Although he didn't know how many Abyss Gods there were, there couldn't possibly be hundreds of millions or even trillions, could there?

Is that still a god?

Even the vast abyss could not contain such a number of demon gods, could it?

But he wasn't naive; he quickly sensed something was off about Lin Xia's words.

The Lava Demon race was the catalyst that led to the destruction of the Red Heart Society!

Argus's loyalty to the Red Heart Society was tested by iron and blood; he was a completely trustworthy fighter of the Red Heart Society.

Although many within the Red Heart Society dare not fully trust Agrelius, and even believe that Agrelius and his Lava Army were born from the Abyss, they will inevitably betray the Red Heart Society in the future.

The reason I'm not betraying you now is simply because the time isn't right.

To put it bluntly, those who are not of our kind are bound to have different intentions!

However, he and the other high-ranking members of the Red Heart Society firmly believed that Aglus was their comrade-in-arms, someone they dared to entrust their backs to on the battlefield.

Therefore, he most likely guessed the truth.

"Arghius sacrificed the entire Lava Demon race?"

After a moment of silence, the Sword Elder asked softly.

Lin Xia nodded and said, "Yes."

He then recounted in detail Aglios's final feat.

This lava demon, born from the abyss, did not hesitate to destroy his own divinity, burn his own body, and annihilate his own soul in order to avenge the Red Heart Society, perishing together with the God of Blood Prison.

“Aglius…”

Sword Elder's voice trembled slightly, "He could have become a supreme demon god, enjoying eternal life..."

"I never expected that it would be Agluris who would ultimately help Chixin avenge himself."

"really!"

"I didn't misjudge Him!"

"Though he has the body of a demon, he possesses the soul of a saint!"

"If we meet again in the future, I will definitely help Him reach the top once more!"

"The position of the demon god in that abyss must hold the true name of Agris!"

Beside him, Lin Xia waved his hand and said, "You can't become a demon god, there's something wrong with this path to godhood!"

Sword Elder was taken aback upon hearing this. Was there something wrong with the Demon God?

After Lin Xia explained, he nodded slightly in agreement.

Divinity erodes oneself, rewriting one's original personality and future—this is indeed a big problem!

Why do extraordinary individuals become gods?

Isn't it all about wielding immense power to better protect our loved ones and friends, and to enjoy the beauty of this world together?

If becoming a god makes one lose emotions, lose all desires and passions, and only consider oneself in everything, even at the cost of destroying everything one once wanted to protect.

What kind of god is this?

It's more like they willingly became puppets, isn't it?

"Elder Jian, could you please explain the details of some of these major events in detail?"

Lin Xia looked at the Sword Elder's will and continued speaking.

In future conflicts, every detail may become the key to changing the future, and every experience is a valuable lesson.

Sword Elder's will naturally understand everything. When a person grasps all the changes in the future and understands all the trends of change, then that person is destined to be invincible.

When Sword Elder recounted his experience of trying to break through the rules of swordsmanship and ultimately going mad, Lin Xia frowned.

"Wait, you said you're trying to directly inscribe the power of rules onto the true spirit, or even directly into the origin of the true spirit?"

Sword Elder nodded, a hint of pain from being corrupted by the rules of swordsmanship flashing in his eyes: "That's right. I think the traditional resonance method is too gentle and progresses too slowly."

"At that time, I needed greater power to fight those enemies."

"This is too dangerous."

Lin Xia sighed, "The true spirit is the core of the soul; the slightest carelessness can lead to..."

"Will it end up like this?" Sword Elder smiled bitterly, pointing to his disheveled appearance.

"I know, how could I not understand?"

“I also have a deep understanding of the soul and the true spirit.”

"But at that time, I had no other choice."

"The Red Heart Society is everything to me; through its long companionship, it has long become my spiritual symbol."

"So at that time, I only had the strong idea of ​​taking revenge on the God of Blood Prison."

"..."

Lin Xia listened to the words of the Sword Elder's will and fell into deep thought.

Although the other party's method is extreme, it does provide a way to quickly improve one's strength.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that the security issues can be resolved successfully.

"I have an idea."

After a while, Lin Xia suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "If we combine it with the soul protection array, and add the all-devouring property of the Primordial Battle Qi, it might really be possible to succeed!"

Sword Elder's eyes lit up: "You mean, use Primordial Battle Qi as a buffer medium?"

"Correct!"

"This matter does indeed have a chance of success. Before I died, Wei Liu was already able to successfully imitate the devouring attribute of Hunyuan Douqi to perform simple devouring."

"Although I've never met Wei Liu, I know his name. Given enough time, he can definitely solve this problem!"

"..."

The two became increasingly excited as they talked, and soon became engrossed in discussing the new cultivation method.

Before we knew it, the east was already turning a pale white.

As the first ray of sunlight streamed into the room through the window, Sword Elder suddenly stopped speaking and stared blankly at the rising sun outside.

"How long has it been...?"

He sighed softly, "It's been so long since I've watched a sunrise so peacefully."

Lin Xia followed his gaze and saw that the members of the Red Heart Society headquarters had already begun their day's activities.

On the training field, young, loyal soldiers of the Red Hearts Fighting Group are practicing.

At the Chixin Research Institute, which is currently being established, researchers hurried past carrying thick stacks of documents.

The aroma of breakfast wafts from the direction of the newly built canteen in the Red Heart Association.

Today is destined to be a hopeful morning.

"Elder Sword."