Chapter 623: Picking the Shadow of Time_1

Venerable Brahma had already dominated the entire Yellow Springs Land.

But a sudden change occurred!

A giant gray fog hand emerged from the Yellow Springs Land and grasped the invincible Venerable Brahma in its grip.

That hand was terrifying, each wisp of gray mist exuding an aura of destruction as if it did not belong to this Yang Realm at all.

Venerable Brahma, like a sparrow caught, was directly snatched from the sky!

"No..."

Venerable Brahma struggled fiercely, and at this moment, his air of calm compassion and transcendence completely vanished, leaving only panic.

He was an Emperor and knew all too well what the gray mist represented.

The great calamity that once ravaged the Yang Realm, which even the World-Creating Supreme had to mend the heavens with their body... was related to this gray mist.

Even as an Emperor, once contaminated by the gray mist, survival would be difficult.