Chen Mu felt his vision blur slightly, and when he looked down, he saw an old cotton quilt covering him. At the same time, he was holding a small figure curled up in his arms—Chen Yue. At this moment, Chen Yue did not possess the dominance of a Divine Monarch Dominator but instead was a girl of just over ten, curled up in his embrace, shivering from the cold.
Chen Mu could also feel the waves of biting cold. It was as if all the power had been drained from his body, reverting him to his weaker, mundane younger self. The scene was all too familiar to Chen Mu; it was the harshest times after he had first arrived in the Da Xuan World, surviving with Chen Yue by his side.
"Time changes, indeed it does."
Chen Mu sensed the changes around him; this was no illusion—everything was genuinely there. He had truly traveled through time, arriving in a past era. Yet, this space-time was disconnected from the future, independent of it.
