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Everything within the realm of the remains froze from this moment on. The ghosts which were dashing towards Lu Shu were frozen midair and Li Yixiao also froze in his position in the middle of an escape. The red eyes of the terracotta soldiers glowed with anger, as if yearning to release all their rage.

The fights between the armored soldiers and the heavenly network within the underground palace also froze.

It was as if someone pressed the pause button on this world. It was extremely strange and everyone could feel themselves passing through space and time, just like when they got here.

Lu Shu's squirrel was quite terrified as it had never experienced any of this. As Lu Shu was also being transported out of the remains, its small paws were grabbing tightly onto a lump of Lu Shu's hair.