As a legendary lord, even though his true self existed in the future, separated by hundreds of great cataclysm cycles, the imposing crimson figure could sense that Lin Yuan's timeline had yet to solidify.
This meant that Lin Yuan was not yet a lord.
Not a lord? Yet he appeared in a space-time where only lords could enter? Typically, ordinary temporal beings only entered this realm when carried by other lords.
However, Lin Yuan's aura was not much weaker than those of lords who had touched the threshold of legend.
"How could he possess such strength without being a lord?" The imposing crimson figure was full of thoughts, suspecting that Lin Yuan might be a backup left from some ancient legendary figure from the past.
Temporal lords were capable of altering the past, but they feared the backlash from such changes.
Legendary lords, on the other hand, could significantly change the past and had greatly improved their resistance to the backlash.
This was why the crimson figure dared to act in this space-time; as long as he didn’t completely kill several lords, the extent of his changes would not be too great, and he could fully withstand it.
“How interesting,” the crimson figure observed Lin Yuan with a smile. “Who are you?”
In the original timeline, the Blood Sea Lord was severely wounded by this incident.