Two figures stood in the void.
One was an old man with snow-white hair and a long beard that hung down his chest like willow branches. Yet his complexion was as rosy as a baby's; describing him as having a youthful face and crane-white hair would have been entirely fitting.
He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing through the void at the battlefield.
The other was a burly man with black hair and black robes. His aura was deep and restrained as an abyss. As he stood there, even the air around him seemed frozen, and he exuded the oppressive presence of an abyssal sea or a prison.
He, too, watched the battlefield through the void, his brows lowered, his expression betraying neither joy nor anger.
"That brat Fang Mo... actually advanced to the Void Glimpse Realm. Yet we detected none of the tribulation fluctuations that his Void Insight tribulation should have caused!"
The black-robed man's voice held emotions difficult to put into words: surprise, shock, unease, delight, and a measure of wistfulness.
The white-haired old man said slowly:
"He must have advanced in another world. Still, the fact that he could summon two Void Glimpse Realm battle beasts immediately after advancing, both with such combat strength, did surprise me!"
The black-robed man's gaze swept through the void as he asked in puzzlement:
"Do you think that brat is nearby? I can't sense any trace of his aura!"
The white-haired old man shook his head.
"I can't sense where he is either. Before, I could still sense his presence and find a few clues through the workings of fate. Now, I can't find a trace of him in time and space!"
"Could he have already entered the River of Time and Space?"
The black-robed man suddenly exclaimed in