On the peak of the mountain, a burly old man was holding his chin and looking at the scorching sun.
The sun was reflected in his eyes, and it was like a ripple of water. Golden threads wriggled and extended in the depths of his pupils, making it look Grand and mysterious.
A beautiful spiritual light bloomed not far away from him. The light particles that filled the sky instantly condensed into a human figure, turning into an ordinary young man in a white robe.
"Hanran, what's the matter with you ..."
The burly old man chuckled and turned around, only to be met with a pair of cold and serious eyes.
The smile on his face slowly disappeared. He realized that something big had probably happened.
"Spatial lock!"
The vast space instantly closed and locked, leaving only a small space between the two of them in the whole world.
"Time freeze!"
