Although Lu Ban and Xiya had been here for more than half a day, from the outside world's perspective, they might not have even experienced a second.
Within the Taviel Time Anchor, seven thousand years amounted to no more than an instant in the outside world.
Fortunately, the pollution seemed to have stabilized for the time being. The trembling of the earth had lessened considerably, and the ominous red glow in the center of the island had dimmed somewhat.
"This pollution spreads through the air. You can feel the air here has a granular quality because the microorganisms in it have mutated under the pollution's radiation."
As Old Song spoke, he reached into the void and grabbed at something, but his palm held nothing.
After thinking for a moment, he took a transparent cover from the equipment storage box and placed it over Lu Ban and Xiya.
"This way, you won't be contaminated."
He smiled sheepishly.
"Did you succeed?"
Xiya felt the sensation scratching at her throat disappear from the air. The glass cover seemed genuinely capable of isolating the pollution. She reached out and touched it. It was icy cold, though somewhat different from real glass.
"Not yet. The situation here is rather complicated. Under normal circumstances, we need to use a lullaby to put those creatures that are about to awaken back to sleep. But the pollution here has already begun leaking out, which makes things troublesome. For now, we've merely stabilized most of the escaping pollution. The real challenge is still ahead."
Old Song answered.
"You spent seven thousand years just to contain the escaping pollution?"
Xiya felt somewhat suffocated. In the face of the Outer Gods' pollution, even these giants who wielded supreme power had to spend seven thousand years fighting it. As for the other