In the River of Time, every droplet that could be fished out was a time that did not belong to the river—a time that had been skipped, a Parallel Time. Why had this scene been fished out? And he remembered it being swallowed by the Flowing Light. That time had definitely been erased.
"Are there experts in the Nine Star Civilization who have touched Time Power?" Lu Yin asked.
Mimina shook her head. "No."
"What about Senior Kakaven?"
"My mentor hasn't touched Time Power. I'm certain of that. But at his level, even Time Power would have a hard time breaking through the Aether Wall."
That wasn't what Lu Yin had asked. He only needed to know whether Kakaven had touched Time Power.
If Kakaven—or anyone else in the Nine Star Civilization—hadn't, then who was standing here, looking out at the scenery? Why was this happening through a time that didn't belong to the River of Time?
As he pondered this, the Flowing Light appeared, taking the form of a boat that circled the area and darted through it.
Mimina stared at the Flowing Light Boat in amazement, unsure what it was.
Lu Yin stood still, looking back through time. He was only taking a chance.
Someone from the Nine Star Civilization must have stood here and looked out at the scenery. Who was it, and why had they been here? If they had looked once, they might have come back a second or third time. Especially with Lu Yin's arrival, perhaps he would catch their attention.
He looked back five hundred seconds. Nothing. A thousand seconds—still nothing. He continued: fifteen hundred seconds, two thousand, three thousand. An image appeared, showing a figure. Lu Yin kept looking back, watching it closely. The figure abruptly appeared in the room, took a