Shi Heng spoke up until this point.
The Power of the Great Dao of Time washed over Wang Yan like a long river.
Wang Yan himself appeared as a middle-aged man, but soon, his hair turned white, his beard grayed, wrinkles appeared on his face, and he transformed into an old man.
Wang Yan's heart trembled.
He could feel his life rapidly weakening with the passage of time.
Time... cannot be resisted!
His back started to hunch gradually, the wrinkles on his face multiplied, and even holding the large knife felt heavy at this moment.
There was a vague feeling of being unable to hold it.
"Time is ruthless."
In front of him, Shi Heng sighed with emotion.
The long river of time continued to scour.
Wang Yan's eyes, originally fierce from believing he could battle with the half-step Unity Realm Stage avatar of a Heavenly King Realm, gradually lost their spirit along with the appearance of a fierce glint.
A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
