The uncanniness of the time fissure zone far exceeded everyone's imagination. Leading his companions, Hu Yuan cautiously crossed the gap in the Formation and stepped into this mysterious realm.
As soon as they entered this space, they were enveloped by a peculiar atmosphere. The concepts of up, down, left, and right seemed nonexistent here, and everything appeared hazy and uncertain. The flow of time had also become bizarrely distorted; scenes of the past, present, and future flashed and intersected around them like shards of broken mirrors, dazzling their eyes.
Cháng Mínghào stared wide-eyed at the shifting imagery before him, his heart filled with fear and confusion. He saw a scene of himself practicing swordplay in the past, when he was still young, green, and clumsy with his blade. However, immediately afterward, he saw his future self, aged and weathered, his eyes harboring the exhaustion of someone who had been through the vicissitudes of life.
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