As the voice rang out, Yuan felt his perception begin to stretch higher and higher without limit.
Countless scenes overlapped, light and shadow interweaving. Images of the past surfaced one after another in his perception, then converged.
It was an endlessly brilliant divine halo, expounding the principles of past and present, suspended behind the head of a towering, seven-colored divine being as it slowly revolved.
Those cold, indifferent, colorful eyes sent a shiver through him.
Gu!
With the aid of that borrowed power, Yuan finally glimpsed Gu's true form in the Past Domain.
Their eyes met, and the power unleashed between them stirred raging waves in the river of time.
Wasn't he supposed to say that opening line?
Yuan wondered.
"Observe the past; fleeting life is a dream."
Each word seemed carved into rock that had endured since the Eternal Ancient, weathered by the passage of time, like a vast echo from Remote Antiquity.
The divine halo suddenly blazed with light, illuminating scene after scene.
Yuan felt as though he stood naked in the snow.
Gu had attacked without warning!
Exposed!
As if every disguise had been stripped away and he were standing beneath a spotlight, everything Yuan had experienced in the past was revealed by that divine halo.
It even showed scenes of him with Wanzhu and the master of Rain Listening Pavilion.
Damn you!
Only when it came to the Spirit Sound Workshop, the Dragon-Elephant Heaven-Supporting Sect, and other Immortal Sects did the images grow indistinct.
He was peering into Yuan's past!
Yuan realized it at once.
The scenes kept changing, but he couldn't stop them at all.
No!
Rather, he didn't even know what method to use, or how he could possibly stop it!
That power had briefly granted him the perspective of an "immortal," but that