Letting the Holy Will of Space be finalized now may not be a good thing.

Time passes quietly.

"Boom."

A deafening sound woke up Zhang Ruochen who was refining his mental strength.

Blood flowed from Zhang Ruochen's ears. He thought it was the Thousand Bones Empress who had made some big move, so he immediately wrapped the "Sixth Patriarch's Zen Picture" around his body and rushed out of the hall.

He felt powerful divine power coming from all directions, penetrating time and space and causing the long river of time to vibrate.

On the long river of time, Zhang Ruochen saw the most shocking battle scene since his cultivation, and murmured to himself: "This was...a hundred thousand years ago!"

Something strange happened, and Xumi Temple, which had been moving forward, stopped at this moment.

Stopped in this time and space.

Zhang Ruochen was even more shocked, what was he going to do?

Why stop a hundred thousand years ago? He is just a great saint. How can he still participate in the melee of gods?

Those giants in the realm of gods can destroy him with just a look, okay?

"Holy monk, let's leave quickly. When I become a god and step into the realm of gods, it won't be too late to come back to this time and space to fight." Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and begged.

Unfortunately, Xumi Temple has completely stopped.

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Chapter completed!