Yellow Springs Land.
Huang Yan smoke curled up, summoning the long river of time and revealing endless causality.
One after another, shadows of time were plucked out.
The boundless world of grey mist, at this moment, fell silent.
The grey path was broken, and no one could return from the end of the road.
Countless Ash Mist creatures were terrified to the extreme.
"Is there such a powerful being among the White Mist Beings?"
"No... impossible..."
"He had clearly vanished..."
Many supreme beings were speaking.
Then, a grand voice resonated:
"We must not contend; we are only shadows of time summoned, returning to the historical coordinates we belong to, retreat immediately!"
Suddenly, the vast and boundless world of grey mist, retreated directly.
It became silent in the long river of time, returning to its original place in history and no longer appearing.
In the fabric of time and space, only a few utmost powerful beings remained!