Lin Feng stood rooted to the spot, numb, racking his brain over where he had slipped up. How had they discovered him?
After thinking it through, he could only put it down to the moment he had locked onto their coordinates.
The alarm had started blaring as soon as he located the three of them.
And that damned alarm could teleport things on a massive scale?
That white ore must have been important to them. Why else would they install something so advanced here?
While Lin Feng pondered, the disappearance of the underground space set off shrill alarms throughout the Central Tower.
Lin Feng stared at the ground, speechless, then tried to turn back time.
Run? That wouldn't solve anything!
But what happened next left him even more stunned.
He couldn't move the underground area's Timeline?
Lin Feng glanced at his hand, then aimed it underground again. A green ring of time encircled his wrist and turned counterclockwise.
Time still refused to reverse.
"What the hell!"
Lin Feng's temper flared. What the fuck was going on?
He clenched his fist, and the ring of time instantly doubled in size.
He refused to believe he couldn't handle three members of the Black Robes.
But the alarm that could teleport objects was clearly stranger than he had imagined.
Even as Lin Feng poured more power into turning the ring, time showed no sign of reversing.
Instead, under the strain, all of Transit Star began to creak as though it might break.
The ground shook. Everyone on the planet felt the unnatural tremor.
Rocket, who had yet to return to his quarters, felt his cheek twitch. He instinctively turned toward the distant Central Tower.
"Didn't Lin Feng say he wasn't going to destroy this planet...?"
What the hell? He hadn't even gotten far,