Lu Chen's palm froze in midair, as if held in place by some invisible force. A look of shock appeared on his indifferent, aged face.
His pupils suddenly contracted as he stared fixedly into the crowd, as though he had seen something unbelievable.
The Ten Kings, who had already been waiting for death, were all stunned. What was going on?
They watched the rigid Lu Chen in uncertainty, unable to understand why he had suddenly stopped.
Black King had clearly been trapped. No one in this world should have been able to stop him.
Under the gaze of countless people, Lu Chen slowly lowered his hand, and the World-Ending Thunder above him dissipated as well.
He looked at the figure within the crowd with a complicated expression and sighed softly. "So... it was only a clone?"
Everyone was stunned. A clone? What clone?
They were utterly confused. Only An Xiaotong was suddenly startled, as if she had realized something.
She immediately turned her gaze toward the Candle Dragon clone beside her, who was holding her hand, and stared intently with her dazzling Golden Eyes.
The Candle Dragon clone slowly raised his eyes. His profound gaze pierced through the crowd and met Lu Chen's.
Their gazes collided in midair, while the uncertain crowd around them became nothing more than a backdrop.
Two minutes earlier.
Bai Ye, trapped within the Flesh Prison, decided to take a gamble.
Without Abyss Eye and without returning to the past, he decisively activated Time Reversal in this desperate situation, turning time back to the moment before he was trapped.
The enormous flesh palm closed in, gradually locking down the space around Bai Ye.
At that critical moment!
Time Stop!!
Brilliant golden light froze the enormous flesh palm, which had closed until only a sliver of a