The level displayed on the Chat Panel surprised Meng Chuan a little. It was still 249.
But on second thought, that made sense.
It was not as though Meng Chuan had truly been crippled.
The Chat Group was bound to Meng Chuan, so naturally it reflected his condition.
[Administrator] Meng Qi lv99: What's so impressive about that? It's not like I haven't been through it myself. (disdain)
Meng Chuan did not want to deal with that bastard. Instead, he explained his current situation to everyone and asked Zhang Sanfeng to tell the Emperors.
He was fine. They need not worry.
[Administrator] Zhang Sanfeng lv130: Great Emperor, you don't need to worry about that. Once Gu Cang noticed you were gone, he started egging Ye Fan on to rebel. He's having a wonderful time.
"..." Meng Chuan's eyelid twitched. That goddamn bastard.
Meng Chuan had already guessed as much, but hearing it from Zhang Sanfeng still made his blood boil.
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv249: How much time has passed on your end? [Administrator] Zhang Sanfeng lv130: Not long. Less than half a day.
Meng Chuan did the math when he saw the message. He had appeared here last night, and it was already noon the next day. Yet less than half a day had passed for Zhang Sanfeng and the others?
"Time flows at different rates," Meng Chuan murmured. That was only normal. They were not even in the same space-time anymore.
[Administrator] The Ancient One lv195: Did traveling through time in the Shrouding the Heavens World feel any different, Great Emperor?
Meng Chuan thought back over what he had seen and heard.
``` [Administrator] Meng Chuan lv249: It did feel different, but I can't quite put it into words. Everything