The Power of Origin!

The core of the ruins.

Ripples of time flowed around them.

Chen Feng tried to approach the edge or attack the cage, feeling all his power vanish into the long river of time in a single instant.

This was a fatal move of the Saint Armor Clan!

It ignored the enemy!

It ignored strength!

As long as one could be affected by time, they would be trapped permanently.

In the history of the Saint Armor Clan, it was said that this move once slowly ground a powerful god to death. That was precisely why the Saint Armor Clan was feared so much!

"We're done for."

Little Turtle stretched out its limbs and opened its eyes in despair. It knew the history of the Saint Armor Clan best, and being trapped by this move had only one outcome.

"Will countless years pass in reality as well?"

Chen Feng frowned.

"No."

Little Turtle's face turned green. "When a person dies, their life force will be directly sacrificed to restore time to normal. Outside, only a few hours or a few days might pass..."

"It can even work like that?"

Chen Feng was shocked. As expected of the Saint Armor Clan lineage.

"Brother, can you not be shocked right now?"

Little Turtle was on the verge of tears. "You're not from the Shock Department, what's with being shocked all day long? Hurry up and think of a way, I don't want to be trapped here ahhhhhhhh!"

"Aren't you a turtle spirit? You shouldn't be able to die..."

Chen Feng glanced at it.

"Not dying just means boredom."

Little Turtle went mad. "To outsiders it's a few hours, but to the person involved, that's truly thousands upon thousands of years, until death do us part!!!"

"No Turtle Sister!"

"No cartoons!"

*"Every day I can