The other side.
The River of Time has completely dried up.
The riverbed dried up, as if triggering an unprecedented drought disaster, even the Divine Mountain, manor, pavilion, flowers, and trees, the caged Immortal Fruit orchards by the riverbank, have all started to decline.
It's like a village in famine, utterly dilapidated, with no greenery in sight.
"It's all gone, all gone."
Time Immortal Venerate looked on desolately, watching silently as everything vanished, even the last patch of grass rapidly turned yellow, withered, and transformed into thin, wind-blown sand, absorbed by the [Future].
After all.
Time is flowing.
Everything in the past will wither, rushing towards the future.
At this moment, the only energy left on the various Immortal Venerates was jointly suppressing about 30%.
"Everyone, the tide has turned. Shall we stand here, waiting for their return for the decisive battle?" Time Immortal Venerate suddenly asked.
