The River of Time that had been drawn over began to flow backward.
The words of the two Transcendents became jumbled into a mess.
In an instant, everything in this region changed.
Yet aside from the two Transcendents, almost no one sensed anything unusual.
Shen Lin was still pondering.
What exactly had changed that could allow him to rescue some of the Myriad Realms Association's living beings from the hands of these two Transcendents?
Taking his head off and scratching it, Shen Lin glanced at his own face and naturally wiped a speck of dust from his forehead.
But just then, the Fortune Power on Shen Lin's body flickered faintly, transforming into a thin membrane that enveloped his entire body.
Only at this moment did he suddenly come to his senses.
Wait!
Wasn't my head in my hands?
What did I use to look at my face?
No, no, no!
Why had I taken my own head off?
Scratch my head?
Right!
I did it to scratch my head.
That made sense... my ass!
The Fortune Power suddenly erupted with golden light, completely dispelling the strange influence on Shen Lin.
In the next moment, Shen Lin's figure flickered, and he switched places with himself from ten breaths earlier.
Time Echo was passively activated.
The moment he took his head off, he had actually already died.
It was only because of the influence of that special power that he had been able to maintain his consciousness.
Now, having awakened under the effects of the Fortune Power, he naturally died outright, shifted through time, and resurrected once more.
Shen Lin's expression turned solemn as he began scrutinizing his surroundings.
With the Fortune Power bolstering him, he finally discovered that something was wrong.
Chongyang Dao Master had dug out his own eyes, gripping