The River of Time surged on without end, fragments of time fluttering through the void.
Every drop of river water reflected the rise and fall, glory and disgrace of an era, carrying the vicissitudes of eternity in its flow.
On the bank of the Space-Time Secret Realm, Shi Hao looked toward the storm gradually subsiding upstream and let out a long breath of foul air. His tightly wound body relaxed slightly, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
That oppressive feeling of being locked onto by an Immortal King Giant from eternity past had been even more terrifying than facing death itself.
"He lost just like that." Shi Hao turned toward the mysterious woman seated cross-legged across the stone table, a trembling disbelief in his voice. "A supreme powerhouse seated in eternity past was actually beaten into utter body-and-soul annihilation by a woman from the future."
Yet the mysterious woman continued staring upstream, her brows drawn tightly together. She gently shook her head, and not the slightest hint of relief appeared on her ethereal face.
"He won't die for the time being." The woman sighed, her voice heavy with deep apprehension. "After all, he is seated in eternity past. What came here just now was not his true body, but merely a dharma body that traveled along the River of Time, fighting in his armor. His true body still occupies the years of the past and has not moved. Otherwise, do you think the battle would have amounted to only this?"
Shi Hao could not help sucking in a cold breath upon hearing this. A mere dharma body possessed such might that it threatened to tear one's soul apart—if the true body descended, what kind of dreadful sight would that be?
Ye Xuan, concealed deep within space-time, stood with his hands