It was only at this moment that he finally understood why even an invincible figure like the Ancestral Master Shangqing would fall.
The battlefield was truly terrifying, so terrifying that it exceeded Lin Heng's imagination.
At the same time, he also felt confused about his current situation.
"I do not belong to this world, nor do I understand the Time Rule."
"How will I return?"
He looked around blankly, realizing he had no power to influence time and space; in this ancient history, he was like someone flipping through a book.
Existing only from an observer's viewpoint.
Though he was still alive,
he felt lonelier than if he were dead.
No one could hear his voice, nor could anyone notice his presence.
He was in this world, yet independent of heaven and earth.
"Do I still have a chance to go back?"
"Or am I forever trapped in this era?"
Confusion filled Lin Heng's face; the sight of the ruined world around him deepened his sense of loss.
