In the cold, piercing gaze of Jasper Pool, the phantom river of time flows quietly, finally freezing into a heart-stopping image.
Shen Fei's figure is solidified within a space-time amber, surrounded by twisted and intertwined Yuqing Immortal Light and thick, surging Abyssal Demon Qi, forming a huge killing array cage exuding deadly aura.
As the image shattered, Jasper Pool's face turned slightly pale, transmitting the blurred fragments captured by the [Time Prophecy] to Shen Fei.
Almost at the same time, Feng Yi's silhouette appeared like a ghost in the quiet chamber, his face so solemn it could drip water.
The turtle shell floating in front of him had completely turned to powder, his voice low: "The deduction results show a great omen of disaster.
