Time kept rewinding, the images running backward. Even when he reached the very beginning, the place was still empty.
That proved the creatures here had left three days ago.
He had been in Black Marsh for over a month.
"When did the people here leave?" Lu Yin asked, his gaze settling on the nearest skeleton. It was also the strongest one underground, with combat strength at Great Perfection of Cross Tribulation.
The skeleton met Lu Yin's gaze, its empty eye sockets pitch-black. "I don't know."
"Then when did you realize the people here had left?" Lu Yin asked again.
The skeleton did not answer.
Just then, the broken needle of Time of No Interruption shattered. Chaotic time and space erupted, unleashing a terrifying force that swept toward the surface.
Aboveground, Young King Qing and Ning Xiao were horrified and hurriedly dodged.
Temporal currents and spatial rifts instantly spread across the sky above Black Marsh, like some enormous monster.
Countless people stared in terror. Despair struck in an instant.
The next moment, consciousness surged upward from beneath the earth, blasting open the heavens and earth. Visible shock waves scattered the starry sky, restoring the sky above Black Marsh.
Despair and hope intertwined, leaving everyone convinced they had imagined it.
Only Young King Qing, Ning Xiao, and the others stared uncontrollably at the ground below. Just now, that consciousness had surged upward right before their eyes. Even a single glance had made it feel impossible to resist—a vast, profound pressure like the torrent of heaven and earth.
Farther away, Xue Zhan, Jian Heng, and the others also looked toward the depths of Black Marsh. They had seen it too: consciousness rising from underground. Where had that terrifying chaos of time and space come from? And that consciousness—how could it be so terrifying?