A palm stretched out from the crack.

"I didn't expect that there would be traces of the Tao of Time here. It's really an advantage for me."

A surprised voice came from the crack.

A white-haired old man wearing a star-patterned robe walked out of the dark crack.

As soon as he came out, his eyes fell on the mirror fragments on the ground.

"It is indeed the way of time!"

The white-haired old man looked happy.

Just about to take action.

But suddenly I noticed something.

Turn around and look.

Da Mao, who was still trapped under the stagnant space, slowly turned his head.
Chapter completed!