Chaotic universe, myriad stars and planets, each great star roaring and revolving, the star river that traverses the chaotic universe magnificently without end, occasionally stirring up a torrential star sea, presenting grand and magnificent scenes.
The Master of Space-Time stands with hands behind his back, the myriad stars and planets sweep past him, he glances indifferently at Ye Xuan before him, appearing very calm.
The illusion of time has vanished, Ye Xuan stands there frozen, yet his soul seems to be in a state of stagnation, unable to recover from the recent vision for a long time.
"Destroy my power of space-time?"
A full dozen heartbeats passed, Ye Xuan nearly articulated these words one by one, a feeling beyond words sprouting within his heart.
"Why? Why would it be like this?"
Ye Xuan wasn't panicked, because he believed his future self would never harm him, but why would the future self want the Master of Space-Time to destroy his power of space-time?
