The eight guardians arrived together, but they didn't dare to stop him.
The young man traveling against the current had a face obscured by a shroud of mist, making it impossible to see his features clearly.
Dressed in green and with a slender frame, he wore no weapons, but his eyes radiated an ancient, endless aura—eyes that seemed to have witnessed the ages.
"It's him!" Heather Sage's expression shifted.
"Of course, it's him!" Braydon Neal said, stepping onto the river, causing the entire River of Time to tremble as if it were about to collapse.
"Come back, don't go!" Heather's face went pale.
"He and I will meet sooner or later. My actions in this life have clearly shocked him," Braydon said softly as he stepped onto the river of time.
A terrifying force erupted from the river, as if trying to tear him apart.
However, the green-robed man, coming from afar, helped Braydon withstand this force.
