Rustle—
The Time Pavilion leaped out of the River of Time like a carp and returned to the present.
Fang You, who emerged from the pagoda, had a lingering fear and his complexion was pale.
"Evil God..."
"A power that prevails above authority."
Fang You rolled up his sleeves, revealing patches of dark bruises on his arms, reminiscent of injuries from a fall during his mortal days. However, already being a tenth realm origin being with a perfected Law Divine Physique, he should neither have nor retain such scars.
Visible scars on a Law Divine Physique take much time and effort to remove and heal.
"However, in a bout between equals, it's possible to inflict upon the adversary indelible law scars, although not as internally unsettling and outwardly mundane as this."
"This is not a scar of the laws; this is contamination—a pollution emanating from the mysterious system's source."
"And that's not all..."
Fang You raised his hand, revealing in his palm, two radiant halo rings.
