The projections of the other Great Dao Wills also made no statement. Their gazes all turned toward Xian Ni, as though waiting for her decision.
After all, they were merely projections of various Great Dao Wills. As for what should actually be done, that still depended on the Immortal Domain Great Dao Will.
Seeing this, Xian Ni could not help but curl her lips.
Intervene?
How was she supposed to intervene?
Leaving aside the many old monsters of the Taboo Su Family.
The Four Great Sword Immortals and Nine Imperial Guards alone were enough to give her a headache.
When Su Changge had condensed the Primordial Beginning Divine Soul within the Primordial Beginning Gate earlier, he had already touched upon the Heavenly Taboo.
Now this counted as the second time he had touched upon the Heavenly Taboo. She could simply turn a blind eye.
After all, she could neither afford to provoke them nor defeat them.
At the same time.
The Time Storm stirred up by the River of Time grew ever more terrifying, like a surging tsunami that could destroy the world.
Below it, Su Changge and Su Changqing were like a lone boat amid raging waves, incomparably tiny.
After enduring wave after wave of spacetime storms, Su Changge and Su Changqing were already covered in wounds.
Yet there were no bloody gashes upon them, only horrifying, spiderweb-like cracks.
These were Time Scars. When the divine souls of cultivators entering this place were struck by the Time Storm, they would suffer such injuries.
Once a divine soul that entered the River of Time was devoured by a Time Storm, the cultivator would suffer backlash. At best, they would become an idiot; at worst, they would lose their divine soul and be left with nothing but an empty shell.
Fortunately,