At that moment, Xu Yunfan's hammerhead was poised three inches from his throat, the force it exuded making his Adam's apple bob up and down.
"When does the passage to the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm open?"
Xu Yunfan's voice was as calm as if he were asking about the day's weather.
Cold sweat beaded on Xu Tian's forehead. "We came through with a Realm Talisman… it, it opens once every three hundred years. Since we came in, the next time is on the night of the new moon, three months from now…"
Before he could finish, his eyes shot wide open.
Xu Yunfan's left hand was already pressed against the crown of his head. He forcibly gathered his vast True Qi, channeling it through the methods of the True Martial Demon Devouring True Scripture. A golden light, simulating the effects of a Soul Search, pierced into the man's Sea of Consciousness.
