Chapter 3857
- The silver thread sliced through the long sky, crisscrossing and cutting through that boundless and endless spatial-temporal formation. Compared to the countless spatial-temporal formations, that silver thread was like a lone boat in a raging storm, so thin and so insignificant.
- However, that silver thread was bit by bit shattering those countless spatial-temporal formations!
- Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's expression became grave. This Gu Chou had actually single-handedly withstood the spatial-temporal formations laid down by the twelve Knowing Fate Sages!