Zhao Yi was staring at the male protagonist.
When the altar started to activate, Zhao Yi noticed it immediately.
"Quick, bring back Prince Zhi!"
Behind Zhao Yi, several Saint King Realm experts heard the command and flew towards the altar at once.
Their speed was incredibly fast, almost in the blink of an eye, they reached above the altar.
They were quick, but the altar was even quicker.
Just as the guards flew out, the altar started to tremble.
Zhao Yi's expression was grave as he watched those guards, not daring to relax for a moment.
Zhao Yi was very aware of the difference between the Divine Sense Space and reality.
In the Divine Sense Space, ten breaths, a hundred breaths might pass, but to the real world, it was merely a moment.
Whether the altar's "spirit" had taken over the male protagonist's consciousness or the male protagonist controlled the altar's "spirit", all of this could happen in an instant.
Those guards had at most one breath of time!
