Looking at the small white sphere caught in Yun Ran's hand, the Tree Spirit was a bit surprised, but not too much.
Apparently, it felt that no matter what this woman did was normal.
After all, she was the only exception in the infinite cycle of loops.
Holding the sphere of the Power of Time Rule, Yun Ran's eyes carried a hint of undeniable intimidation.
"Speak!"
At this point, the Tree Spirit couldn't hide anything even if it wanted to.
[I don't remember how many times this has started over, only that whenever the sky is overshadowed by dark clouds, howling sounds from the demons in hell echo.
All life loses its vitality in an instant, their flesh and souls becoming the best sacrifices.
That is the world's end, a completely unimaginable scene of devastation.
Whenever I felt my body and Divine Soul tearing apart and falling into endless darkness, everything would start anew.
