"No need." Zhe Xin stopped him. "All we have to do is keep Hunji from breaking through our side. The rest has nothing to do with us." With that, he led the creatures of Can Gong in pursuit. But their speed matched Hunji's: they couldn't catch up, yet they wouldn't be left behind either.
The death of that fat, big-eared creature made the many attackers wary, and the circle surrounding Hunji widened a little.
Hunji had only one target now.
"Little guy, be careful. Remember what you said: if you can't kill it, run. This one's no simple opponent." Hunji's voice reached Lu Yin's ears. His expression turned grave. If Hunji had warned him like this several times, then this was definitely a formidable foe.
As soon as he thought that, an indescribable wave of panic swept over him.
Lu Yin's body shuddered, and his pupils flickered. Fear? Was he afraid? For an instant, his mind went cold, and a sense of helpless resistance welled up within him. He felt like turning and running.
But how could that be? He could feel fear, but someone capable of frightening him shouldn't have appeared on this battlefield so soon.
The next moment, a howl rang out. Lu Yin stared into the distance as the void, the ocean, time—everything—twisted, twisting into a face: a hideous, terrifying demonic visage. It seemed to peel back the deepest fear in a person's heart and make him face it directly.
What was that thing?
"It's Ju Guang, the Twenty-Fifth of the Time Sequence. But in my view, it should be the strongest sequence of Time, no weaker than the Main Sequence." Hunji warned him.
Lu Yin's gaze sharpened. The strongest sequence of Time? Stronger than Mian?
Mian was the First Sequence of Time, yet didn't even believe