'A Daluo roams the River of Time. So... this is a move by the Demon Ancestor.'
The beings outside the realm also realized this. Duobao suppressed his anger and said coolly,
"Shen Gongbao, do not forget, I am also a Daluo."
The implication was clear: he could also return to the past and kill Shen Gongbao at some point in time.
If one dies in the past, one cannot exist in the present.
However, a wry smile appeared on Shen Gongbao's face.
"Senior Brother Duobao, there's no need for that. His Eminence, the Demon Ancestor, came with a Dao Fruit. I had no choice."
The beings outside the realm were stunned. 'A Dao Fruit? This matter involves a Dao Fruit?'
While they were still in a daze, Shen Gongbao, standing within the Death Tower, pressed his hand down with a force that seemed to span millennia.
The moment the palm extended from the Death Tower, it triggered a vision of the heavens and earth collapsing. The palm itself was also dissolving and crumbling.
