The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament Begins (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The different passages seemed to be in different spaces, overlapping each other without interfering with each other.
Zhou Shu didn't understand, but he clicked his tongue in wonder. These imperial cauldrons are too mysterious.
He couldn't even understand the spatial laws contained within them. It was only when facing this that Zhou Shu realized that he was far from omnipotent.
The speed at which the army entered the vortex didn't seem fast, but it was actually much faster than Zhou Shu had imagined.
In just over two hours, most of the tens of thousands of troops had already entered the vortex.
"King of the South!" Emperor Yuan Feng seemed to have recovered some strength. "It's not too late for you to change your mind now. Once you go in, it will be three days before you can come out again.
"A day in the outside world, a year inside. You have to stay inside for three years. Anything can happen."