Dragon Mountain.
Mountaintop.
Su Ming gazed at the sky ahead. Through layer upon layer of spatial surfaces, he saw the chaotic, disorderly spatial turbulence.
"Under normal circumstances, when this happens, the Small World will gradually detach from the Douluo Plane."
"But Dragon Valley is still connected to Douluo Star, yet it has never left."
As En Ci spoke, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Su Ming, however, was not surprised.
Dragon Valley had an owner.
The Dragon God was dead, but most of the power he had left behind was still under his control.
With fluctuations occurring in the Timeline during this era, it was impossible for the Dragon God not to have regained consciousness.
Naturally, he would also try every means to ascertain the situation.
"The Dragon God can only manipulate time through history, toying with the past, but he knows little about the future."
"Or perhaps he simply never told me."
"At this Dou San Node in the future, he can likewise sense changes in the Timeline."
The nine-colored crack in the True Future was enough to confirm that the Dragon God had definitely awakened.
He stretched out a hand and gently brushed it through the air before him, as if smoothing out the wrinkles in space.
Knowing that Su Ming would not act without reason, En Ci exerted himself to sense space with his Spiritual Power and feel the changes in Space Power.
Then, a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life appeared before him.
The chaotic space that the Tang Sect had been unable to restore despite countless methods rapidly became orderly as Su Ming's hand swept through it. The spatial turbulence was reorganized, forming a vortex-shaped passage.
The passage swiftly extended, then broke through the surface of space and appeared