Xue Ying watched as everything on the street before him turned still. He was able to sense through the Laws of Profound Mysteries that the time flow in the external world was slowed down to a crawl—time essentially stopped passing! Or rather, it was more accurate to say that the time flow in his region was actually much, much faster than that of the external world.
A powerful voice rang, "Dong Bo Xue Ying." It was a dull sound, as if the speaker was in a much higher position.
"My Temporal Temple is extending another invitation to you," the voice began. "This is the second time, and as per the rules set by my Temporal Temple of each person being given a maximum of two invitations…there will be no third! You could even grasp hold of a grade one True Meaning in the future, but my Temporal Temple would still not offer you a third chance! I suggest you think this over carefully."
