At some point, a Sun Clock had also appeared above Yue Yang's head.
It was almost identical to the real one.
The only slight difference was that it was much smaller. It did not look particularly imposing; instead, it was somewhat chibi. Little Wenli, standing behind Yue Yang, watched with little stars sparkling in her eyes, seeming to love the Sun Clock's cute design. Of course, its appearance did not matter in the slightest. What mattered most was its ability. This rather chibi-looking Sun Clock actually possessed the power to reverse time as well.
Within a hundred meters of Yue Yang, Ming Rihao and the others sprang to their feet. They felt energy flowing back into their bodies, and in an instant, they were brimming with strength again.
Yet beyond the hundred-meter range around Yue Yang, several Heaven-ranked warriors attempting to flee had already withered to death.
They had become mummified corpses.
"You have a Sun Clock too?" Ming Rihao stared dumbfoundedly, feeling as though his brain was no longer enough to process this.
"No, no, that's impossible!" The Hanged Man on the other side screamed hysterically.
"A Phantom?" Poet, the calmest among them, noticed something unusual.
"It isn't a Phantom. That is a real existence!" Two-Faced King snorted. If it had merely been a Phantom, it could not possibly have restored Ming Rihao and the others. The Sun Clock was surely fake, but the reversal of time was real.
A cold gleam appeared in Sun King's eyes as he stared at Yue Yang for a long time.
It was like a Lion King staring at a young lion that was about to grow up and threaten his position.
Beyond the jealousy and fury rising from the depths of his heart was an unwillingness to accept that the years spared