These faces before him, Su Mu knew well yet were strangely unfamiliar.
From the moment Su Mu learned that the river he guarded was the River of Time, he realized that the fish he usually caught were not ordinary, but creatures.
The little ones he raised were each living beings.
The people before him were gravely injured, their cheeks stained with dried blood, eyes bloodshot. They supported each other, looking up at Su Mu with excitement.
"Master!"
The next second, they all knelt down, their voices tinged with sobs.
"Come up all of you....."
With a wave of Su Mu's hand, a stone bridge appeared between the River of Time and the Primordial Origin.
With their strength and dimensions, it was impossible for them to reach the end of the River of Time—above the Primordial Origin.
But Su Mu had won. He had completely mastered the River of Time, reached a state beyond everything, an unimaginable height.
