Song He suddenly looked up, staring in shock at the female figure—she looked exactly like the Heyun Patriarch in the fresco he had just seen!
But before his body could move to pay respects, he saw the woman raise her finger, smooth as white jade, to her lips and make a "shush" gesture.
So he immediately stopped.
Yet from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white tiger. It was clearly looking at the silver flower but seemed utterly unaware of the woman's presence.
As if it couldn't see her at all.
'Can only I see her? She must be the Heyun Patriarch, right? Why doesn't she want her own Spiritual Beast to see her?' Song He's doubts grew heavier by the moment.
Ever since he entered this heavenly cave, he had noticed that everything here was related to "time."
As a transmigrator, he, of course, had played many online games. He felt that this entire cave realm was imbued with the essence of an "instance" from a game.
