"Sister Jin, you should've said so earlier!"
For a moment, An Jing could not make sense of the reason either. He could only immediately release Jin Yanhua's hand. Once she was no longer in contact with him, the spatial-temporal turbulence around her weakened considerably, and the changes in the Time Light within her scales stopped at once.
But at the cost of that, Jin Yanhua's figure also began to grow illusory, as though she were about to vanish into the rushing Time Light. An Jing could not help drawing in a sharp breath. "What exactly is going on?"
"I don't know either!" Jin Yanhua was equally lost at this moment. The Dragon Clan clearly understood the Dao of Time Light best, but as a viviparous dragon, Jin Yanhua had happened not to inherit the Dragon God of the Present's Time Light supernatural ability. Helplessly, she said, "In short, this power seems to want to separate us. An Jing, it looks like I'll have to go on ahead!"
At the same time, You Ruhui's voice rang out. "Zhaolin Realm... no, the Ancestral Dragon Scale is allocating time..."
The girl spoke softly, then raised her head and looked within the gate of the Zhaolin Realm that the three of them were continually flying through. "Its will—it is alive, or rather... it never completely died!"
"So that's it!"
You Ruhui murmured to herself, her tone ethereal, much like An Jing's state during Tianqi. "Though we entered at the same time, the time each of us can remain within the Zhaolin Realm is different..."
"This is a trial. The Zhaolin Realm's trial did not end because of the anomaly. The Ancestral Dragon Scale... is still waiting for a chosen prodigy worthy of audience!"
"The Zhaolin Realm is fair!"
At that, You Ruhui's gaze sharpened.