The spectacle casually conjured by Long Boduo appeared as a miracle to the survivors in Baiman City, or at least what they hoped for, even though they all understood it should be the power of the Spirit Beast.
"I hope the war ends soon."
Looking at the seemingly unending river of lights, Feng Yuan sighed softly and said, even though he knew it was impossible. Yet, seeing the long river of lights, Feng Yuan still felt an impulsive urge to take action, but this thought was dismissed as quickly as it appeared.
The situation wasn't that dire, and besides, acting rashly might just lead to a series of troublesome events.
"It might be very difficult, aside from the Imperial People, there might be another battle in the War Timeline, not to mention the possibility of more time streams emerging in the future, right?"
Dou Yanlan said calmly as she gazed at the river surface, as long as they weren't penetrated deep into their homeland, she wasn't concerned about future matters.
