That furious roar tore apart the River of Time's silence, a silence that had endured for hundreds of millions of years.
The tides of time surged backward.
The boundless spectacle lost all color.
His robes were tattered, his crown had completely shattered, pale blood stained his face, and scarlet veins filled his eye sockets—the price ground out of him by the torrent of time.
He stood on the far shore of the long river, gasping heavily as he raised his head.
The aura of the cosmos rushed toward him.
He had found it...
He had finally found it!
This man was Ming Yu.
In the distance, a silver rift stretched for countless millions of miles. It was the opening of a temporal fault line.
Rumble...
One Ark-Land Ring Fortress after another, each wider than a Star Domain in diameter, slowly squeezed out from the rift. Time itself let out continuous, roaring shrieks as countless "temporal existences" were madly crushed and annihilated.
True Dragons that blotted out the heavens and covered the earth moved alongside the Ark-Lands like guardians. Their gazes were cold and domineering as they surveyed the Eight Desolations.
Within the rift.
Endless Insect Clan, Yu Clan Immortal Martial Guards, immortal beasts, and cultivators of myriad races traveled with them, their vast procession shaking the heavens.
Buzz—
Buzz!
Immortal light turned into viscous river water within the River of Time. Ming Yu's pupils widened slightly. This was not an ordinary distance. It was not that the Yu Clan was heading toward him—they were crossing the dimension of time to reach him...!
The sensation was like witnessing beings from the future smash through segment after segment of time to arrive in his present era, an overwhelming shock beyond measure.
Rumble...
Behind the silver rift, it seemed some colossal entity was