The few remaining demonic cultivator leaders watched this scene, their initial elation gradually froze, then turned into confusion, and finally into a new kind of fear.

They clearly saw the God Clan Venerable reverse time, and they clearly saw Jin Wuhao be resurrected once, so why couldn’t it work this time?

Why did the same method suddenly stop working?

The powerful gods also widened their eyes; their young master had never failed in reversing time and space.

But now…

The man in white sheathed his sword.

The cold moonlight on the sword quickly dimmed, and the silvery-white ripples of spacetime slowly dissipated like the receding tide.