Elan didn't know why one sentence from him suddenly made his brother have an epiphany, but it's good to help. The little dragon happily wagged its tail, "Yay!"
After "Yay," came the excitement.
"Elan, try it, see if you can retrospectively view the condition of this sea area more than sixteen hundred years ago?"
Ian pulled Elan aside, attempting to let him backtrack—because Ian himself didn't know exactly when the Terra Dragon had formed this Miniature Star Prison Inferno, it's always best to first test the limits of Elan's ability.
"Hmm..."
And in Elan's six dragon eyes, a faint purple halo lit up, which was the brilliance of the Retrospective World. He seriously looked towards the Star Prison Tianyu's direction, then slightly shook his head, "No, brother, I can't see that far back... at most, just a few decades, not even a hundred years..."
"Is that so?"
