Facing everyone's gaze, Wang Zhao merely smiled. Just as he never chanted his spells aloud whenever he used Necromancy, he had no intention of explaining this spell to them—
Time Reversal.
That was right. This was one of the spells Old Yi had taught him, not some skill Wang Zhao had concocted through the Space-Time Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Though he did not know why a spell cast through the Necromancy Scythe bore such a name, as if it could truly involve time, it was actually mainly related to the soul.
The Time Reversal spell could read the deepest memories within a living being's soul, or memories from a certain period, causing them to replay in one's mind and thereby reveal the other party's past. Naturally, it could also be used on oneself.
What Wang Zhao had done now was mainly extract the battle footage from his own memories, then use a few little tricks with light Soul Power to construct and project the images into the sky, creating an effect as though time had truly been reversed.
No wonder everyone present was so shocked.
Seeing that Wang Zhao had no intention of explaining, they quickly turned their attention to the images in the sky. The Martial Soul Hall Holy Son and the Dragon King Hall Lord exchanged blows, and in the end, "Wang Zhao," wielding the "Platinum Dragon Spear," tore one of "Li Ming's" sleeves.
From their perspective, it was obvious that "Wang Zhao" had held back. Otherwise, it could not possibly have ended with merely a torn sleeve. "Li Ming" in the image also tactfully retreated afterward, bringing the battle between them to an end.
As expected, Wang Zhao, the Dragon King Hall Lord, was still a cut above...
On the high seats, Ning Fengzhi and the