Astral Travelling, the world changes.
Jiang Ming stood still, feeling the momentary change from the Main World's arrival. Even if he was prepared beforehand, he only had a slight feeling about it.
He wanted to comprehend the artistic conception of time.
Since there was a different flow rate between the Main World and the World of secret realm, he thought that at the moment the world changed, there would be some comprehension, but he failed.
"Time!"
Jiang Ming shook his head.
This power could be felt by anyone: because it was right in the middle of time, the last moment, the next moment; yesterday, today, tomorrow...
But it was also the hardest to comprehend.
At this time, a row of words appeared in front of him.
Secret realm: Tianxuan World.
