"How much longer until we reach that moment?" Gu Su'an asked.
"Soon. Be patient," Liu Lin said.
All around them flowed shifting lights and shadows—countless fragments of history, appearing and disappearing in the River of Time.
Liu Lin led his people, parting the swift current of time as they guided Gu Su'an upstream.
Fei Ying stayed by her side and couldn't help asking, "You left at the most critical moment, even though you're the Saint of the Human Realm. Won't that give the fiends a chance to exploit?"
Gu Su'an looked at her. "The fiends want to stake everything on one decisive battle. Before they mend the holes in time, they won't dare attack the Six Paths."
"That's true... but what if they really do attack?" Fei Ying asked.
Gu Su'an's expression remained impassive.
"Xie Daoling is no pushover. The whip in her hand can devour fiends. Unless they're absolutely certain they can defeat her in one blow, they won't dare act rashly."
Fei Ying was about to speak when crimson threads suddenly began sprouting from her hand.
Her expression changed at once. She called out, "Lord Liu Lin!"
Liu Lin whipped around and glanced at the crimson threads on her hand. "Everyone, dive!"
The fishfolk surrounded Gu Su'an and began chanting in unison.
A powerful undertow suddenly surged from the river, wrapped around Gu Su'an, and dragged her and the fishfolk of the Time Clan down into the depths.
They dived at incredible speed, plunging deep into the darkness beneath the river.
Here, the currents no longer revealed fragments of history. Instead, they formed enormous whirlpools.
Gu Su'an felt several powerful forces tugging at her in the water, nearly wrenching her away from the fishfolk and pulling her straight into one of the whirlpools.
"Be careful. Whatever happens, don't