The last Butterfly Effect caused the images to change even faster, as if flipping through pages of a book at high speed.
Yan Junze, who had been feeling dizzy and lightheaded, simply closed his eyes.
Before he opened his eyes, he could feel a scorching breath rushing toward him.
When he opened his eyes, he was taken aback to find himself back in a familiar place he had once visited—the large altar in the strange mountains of the Great Capital, USA.
At this moment, standing at the edge of the altar, the roaring flames were a distance away, but they seemed so special that Yan Junze felt as if he was about to be roasted.
He now had the chance to take a good look at the interior of the altar.
