The Wuji Mountain Lord was just as he had been before, dressed in a Daoist Robe and sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat.
He looked at Wang Xiao, his gaze seeming to pierce through endless ages. The River of Time at his feet began to churn.
Facing the Wuji Mountain Lord, Wang Xiao felt as if an entire cosmos was bearing down on him.
It felt as if he could be knocked into the River of Time at any moment.
However, Wang Xiao wasn't particularly panicked.
He could feel that he could connect with the Book of Space-Time at any moment and leave Wuji Mountain.
And judging by the Wuji Mountain Lord's reaction, he hadn't sensed the existence of the Book of Space-Time.
The Wuji Mountain Lord waved his hand, and a Token suddenly appeared in Wang Xiao's grasp.
The moment Wang Xiao gripped the Token, he felt the River of Time beneath his feet surge violently.
It was as if it was carrying him through an endless expanse of space.
