"What's going on? Why is nothing happening?" Yu Si Yan and the others looked utterly baffled.
Su Ming also stared in astonishment at Su Qiou Shen and Su Yuan, who hadn't suffered a single injury.
He was puzzled. Could the attack just now have missed?
Just then, Su Ming's gaze sharpened. He saw the smiles on Su Yuan and Su Qiou Shen's faces freeze. Then their eyes widened as if they'd seen something horrifying.
In the next instant, Su Ming's pupils contracted.
He saw Su Yuan and Su Qiou Shen's hair turning gray before his very eyes.
Their skin, too, grew dry and wrinkled. They looked as though they were growing old.
At Su Ming and Su Qiou Shen's current level of cultivation, time was little more than a string of numbers to them. The years could scarcely leave a mark on their bodies.
Yet in just a few breaths, Su Qiou Shen and the others already looked like withered old mortals.
And as they grew older by the moment, the auras of power surrounding them gradually weakened.
At this rate, Su Qiou Shen and the others would die of old age.
Su Qiou Shen and the others seemed to have foreseen the outcome as well. Terror filled their faces.
Su Qiou Shen was especially alarmed. The Heavenly Stele in his hands radiated intense waves, trying to resist, but it could do nothing against the invisible currents of time. He continued to age, only a little more slowly than Su Yuan.
Bi Fan held the stance of someone who had just brought his saber down, powerful waves of the Time Saint Rule radiating from him.
One by one, the black strands of hair on his head gradually turned white.
This was the cost of the Years Great Divine Ability. Time