Demon Emperor Daochen and his companions had barely passed through the wormhole when Qingchan, Qingxuan, and the others gathered around them.
They were frantic. "Father, are you all right?"
Just then, Qingchan gave the Demon Emperor a strange look. "Father, why do I keep sensing such an ancient aura from you? As though you're very, very old."
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned deeply and looked at the people around him. He had not noticed it moments ago, but now he truly felt out of place among them, as though he did not belong to this era.
It was not just him. Those beside him were the same.
"It should be an effect of the difference in the flow of time."
"It will be fine once we gradually settle into this world."
One of the rescued experts spoke up.
Understanding dawned on Demon Emperor Daochen. "Mm. Now that you're all out, where do you intend to go?"
"I've already told you about the current state of the entire Spacetime Empire."
"We're being hunted now. We can only keep fleeing."
An expert spoke up. "Actually, back in our era, someone had already foretold the coming of the end times. The decay of the Spacetime Empire was predicted back then."
"Those Dark Beasts were probably once ordinary living beings, only to be corrupted by the Dark Side and transformed into its life-forms."
"It's really like two kinds of life, one belonging to night and the other to day."
"Our world is now heading into night. The life-forms and laws of the Dark Side will gradually eat away at this world, until it finally meets destruction."
"Of course, this so-called destruction doesn't mean we die. Instead, we will become life-forms of the Dark Side, eventually losing the traits of normal life, including our memories and