"The strangest Dao in this world is the Great Dao of Time. As long as I pay a great price, I can make you die in the past."
"Then the you of today will cease to exist."
As the words fell, before Sikong Jing could react... Whoosh!
Surging energy seemed to descend from the starry sky.
It was the Burial Emperor Rules, the evolution of the remaining thirty-seven Burial Emperor Eras.
Then, an enormous golden vortex suddenly appeared above Sikong Jing's head. A chill instantly ran through his entire body. He had never even heard of this so-called Great Dao of Time.
The golden vortex brimmed with eeriness.
It was as though a golden clock had appeared out of thin air.
Everyone clearly saw the hands of that golden clock suddenly turn backward, radiating an even stranger, unfathomable aura.
And of course, Sikong Jing fought back...
But the Burial Emperor Rules roared again, "You can't resist. You know nothing of the Great Dao of Time. Even if you have strength, you have nowhere to use it."
As the words fell, there came a hum...
There was no violent impact whatsoever. In the blink of an eye, Sikong Jing himself was sucked into the golden vortex.
The next instant... "Ha, hahahahaha!"
The Burial Emperor Rules broke into wild laughter again...
"Sikong Jing, you're dead for sure."
"Very soon, you little crawling insects will see his corpse spat back out by the Great Dao of Time..."
"Let us quietly await this wonderful moment."
These words were already proclaiming that Sikong Jing's death was near.
"Oh, right..."
"Nearly a hundred of my Burial Emperor Eras have all been fucking destroyed. Very soon, your true Heavenly Dao Rules will begin to return. You will feel very comfortable, and every calamity between heaven and earth