If Liu Hun's body were fully submerged into it, perhaps he would never escape from this timeline.
Moreover, at this moment, behind Liu Hun was a long line of people. They were all from the Death Tribe, sent by the Clan Leader to rescue Liu Hun.
Unfortunately, upon arrival, they encountered the exact same fate as Liu Hun's prior experience, with no change at all.
Everyone watched as Liu Hun's body was quickly engulfed completely, and at this moment, a sense of despair rose in the heart of everyone.
In their eyes, once Liu Hun was fully consumed, they were next, and they had no options left.
"Young Master, all hope rests on your shoulders! You must persevere!" The Clan Leader tightly gripped Liu Hun's shoulders, whispering a sigh from the heart.
However, due to the Clan Leader's words, Liu Hun, who had vanished into another world, felt a sudden stir in his heart. Since the Clan Leader's arms were still holding him, Liu Hun heard these words clearly.
