Ye Lin and the other three slowly arrived at the entrance of the Inverted Golden Tower.
Before them stood a circular gate of light three zhang in diameter. Within it flowed the phantom image of a silver river of time.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Ye Lin stepped forward and entered, his figure vanishing into the gate of light.
Sword Demon and the other two followed close behind.
After the three had entered one after another, Qing Luo approached the gate of light curiously.
As she stared at the gate before her, her face was filled with excitement.
She, too, had laid eyes on something from legend.
She tried to draw closer, but the instant she did, she felt the flow of time become chaotic—accelerating one moment, slowing the next. The sensation made her so sick she nearly vomited.
That feeling extinguished any thought she had of going deeper.
She could only stand at the entrance, silently watching the gate of light before her.
The legendary thing was right before her eyes, yet with her strength, she could not even approach it.
The feeling tormented her to the extreme.
But no matter how miserable she felt, it was useless.
Because the light before her was like an unbridgeable heavenly chasm. If she could not enter, then she simply could not enter.
After Ye Lin and the other three passed through the gate of light, the scene before them suddenly changed.
Before them stretched a corridor with no end in sight. The walls on either side were not solid, but flowing images of history.
The heavens and earth being split apart, civilizations rising, dynasties changing, wars bringing destruction.
Countless scenes flashed past at high speed, dazzling the eye.
Dense laws of time filled the corridor, and Ye Lin felt