The next moment, a radiance flew out from that slender figure's body, flowing upstream.
Bolt after bolt of thunder appeared, striking directly down, stirring layers of ripples in the River of Time, attempting to grind away that glimmer of light.
The brilliance grew ever slower, ever dimmer, almost at a standstill, but ultimately it arrived at the era where Liang Hui was.
In an instant, it slit the throat of the Witch God, revealing its emerald green spider carcass.
"Why?" In those nine spider eyes, there was confusion, why was the person who appeared the one to strike it first.
Boom!
The spider carcass turned to ash, the light completely faded.
An object hard to observe with the naked eye slowly approached Liang Hui, stood still before the Eternal Radiance; it was a strand of purple hair.
Liang Hui fell silent for a moment, his palm reaching out to receive that strand of purple hair.
"It's his scent, but you... after all, aren't... him!"
