Just as everyone was reveling in the joy of overcoming the crisis, a sudden change erupted! The sphere that had only just calmed down began to shake violently without warning. Then, a dazzling, strange beam shot out from within it, slicing through the sky like lightning and sweeping straight toward the crowd. In the blink of an eye, everyone present was tightly enveloped by the light.
When the radiance faded, everyone realized in shock that they had been transported into an utterly unfamiliar space. It was pitch-black in every direction, like a deep night sky. Only a few faint, eerie glimmers occasionally flickered in the distance, creating a chilling and terrifying atmosphere.
The Mysterious Old Man, who had remained silent all along, suddenly turned grave. "This is a temporal phantom realm. It seems we have already fallen into a trap..." Before he could finish speaking, a shrill, piercing howl rang out. A horde of grotesque, ferocious monsters surged endlessly from the darkness on all sides. These creatures were not real, but manifestations of temporal phantoms. Yet they possessed unimaginable power. Each was exceedingly savage as they bared their fangs and claws and lunged at the group. The First Generation Inheritor's heart stirred, and a bold idea surfaced in his mind. Perhaps we can use the Time Law to accelerate the disappearance of these phantoms! The thought flashed through his mind like lightning, instantly igniting the flame of hope in his heart.
Without hesitation, he issued an order and led everyone in gathering their divine artifacts and Spirit Pearls together. They condensed all their power into a raging torrent and focused it upon a single target—the illusory figures. Then, working as one, they cast a mysterious and ancient time-acceleration spell.
In an instant, blinding light rose like a newborn sun, illuminating