"Wasn't there still at least ten thousand years left? How did it come so much earlier?"
Yuan Huang muttered weakly, his body limp.
"Someone was fighting in the River of Time, disturbing its flow and giving you all a push."
Hearing this answer, Yuan Huang opened his mouth wide, unable to believe it.
However, based on what he had learned from that outsider, this possibility was not entirely impossible.
But a battle capable of influencing the River of Time... just what kind of battle would that be?
Wait!
Yuan Huang's pupils suddenly constricted, and he whipped around to look behind him.
That voice just now had not come from his trusted aide.
Besides, his trusted aide, a Dao Integration Realm cultivator, would not possess such insight.
Who was it?
Who could come to his side without arousing his slightest vigilance?
Could such an existence really be found in this world?
With these doubts in his heart, he saw the owner of the voice in the next moment.
A young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, devouring the offering they had just set out before him.
That appearance, that bearing...
"How dare you, you insolent brute! That is an offering to the Dao Ancestor, and you actually..."
His trusted aide still had not reacted.
Seeing that man eating the offering, he instantly flew into a towering rage.
He was just about to rush over when Yuan Huang grabbed him.
He signaled for him to look in a certain direction.
Confused, his trusted aide looked over and immediately froze in place.
The stone statue that had stood atop the mountain for who knew how many years now lay shattered across the ground.
It looked as though something inside had burst through the outer stone wall and escaped...
Thinking of this, he