A Nian and A Yao had both vaguely sensed the existence beyond the barrier before.
But Wang Ye had good reason to suspect that all of this had been deliberately arranged by the Three Pages, mainly for some so-called historical node correction.
Yet Wang Ye absolutely did not believe these two were the work of the Three Pages.
Even though the two of them were watching him across the void, separated by more than a thousand years of time, Wang Ye felt the loss of blood accelerating through his body, his vessels faintly on the verge of bursting.
If he endured this pressure much longer, he would probably explode.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye steadily calmed himself and rapidly retreated.
At the same time, the barrier began to emit a faint glow, helping Wang Ye alleviate the strain. Even so, he still felt as though his body were burning.
Drops of blood continuously ran down from the corners of his eyes.
"Something's strange."
The Buddha seemed to have been sensing something all along and spoke thoughtfully.
Wang Ye continued to swirl the teacup in his hand. Then, with a light tap of his finger, he casually flicked out a drop of tea. The next second, it pierced through the void and vanished.
The air before him let out waves of thunderous roars as a vast area collapsed.
The barrier suddenly shook violently, and the surrounding blood energy surged madly into it, helping it solidify.
In the end.
The drop of water dissolved, while roughly one-third of the surrounding blood energy vanished into thin air.
Fortunately, Wang Ye did not seem inclined to attack again. He calmly took a sip of tea. "Interesting. The instant I attacked, I seemed to feel a bit of pressure, as though the whole world