As soon as the words were spoken, the scales on the bronze gate retracted layer by layer, revealing the interior space.
Inside the gate, a dense crowd of figures stood, with a tall figure at the very front.
The tall figure wore a bronze robe with gear and hourglass patterns on it.
Unlike the patterns on the ground, the gears on this robe were slowly rotating, and the sand in the hourglass seemed to be flowing little by little.
Like the other members of the Eternal Corridor, this tall figure also wore a bronze mask.
His hair was translucent, seemingly connecting to the void, and behind him were faintly visible phantoms identical to this tall figure.
His eyes, however, had hourglass patterns that slowly rotated in reverse, appearing eerily strange.
Upon seeing this tall figure, An Lan and the others felt as if time was passing abnormally through their bodies.
However, having learned from Yan Bing's experience, they immediately looked away, so the pollution they suffered was not severe.
The three saints, Yann, Aishalin, and Osiris, were tense and extremely wary as they stared at the tall figure that appeared before them.
That involuntary emanation of mental pollution, that powerful mental fluctuation.
It's obvious that this is a demigod-level existence.
He must be the Pope of the Eternal Corridor.
Unlike others, Lu Ning had seen the true form of the Time-Disordered Worm in the mental pollution, and the appearance of this Pope of the Eternal Corridor already looked somewhat similar to the Time-Disordered Worm.
For example, the hair of oneself that connects to other timelines.
It's as if the Pope himself is turning towards a disordered time worm.
Lu Ning carefully observed this demigod, and of course, he was also affected by the demigod's mental corruption.
A thick layer of mental pollution entered Lu Ning's mind through his gaze.
Before these forms of mental pollution could solidify, they were absorbed by the pollution sources of the disordered time worms.
Lu Ning clearly felt that the two were essentially the same, and as they absorbed new sources of pollution, the pollution intensity of the disordered insects deepened.
The phantom of the disordered time insects roared incessantly, and the blood vessels, muscles, internal organs, and other organs in Lu Ning's body twisted and changed in the disorder of time.
Some organs age, while others grow in reverse.
However, for Lu Ning, the damage caused by this time was easily recovered, so it did not have a significant impact on him.
Behind the Pope in the Eternal Corridor stood nine figures, also dressed in bronze robes.
These people all possessed the aura of Saints.
When Ya'en and the others sensed these nine powerful auras, their expressions turned solemn.
Including the two saints from the Eternal Corridor, even without considering the monsters, there are as many as eleven saints within the sect alone.
A very powerful cult!
While Lu Ning and the others were observing the sudden appearance of the Pope of the Eternal Corridor and his group, the Pope of the Eternal Corridor and the Priests of Time were also observing Yan Bing and his group.
The Pope, in particular, had a somber expression, and his heart was heavy.
This powerful demigod, who appeared out of nowhere, was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Even though he had previously used the power of the great Lord of Time to banish her and even wove multiple timelines to try to completely trap her, he still failed.
Even more surprisingly, once she sensed the direction, she was able to unleash such powerful energy that she broke through multiple timelines in succession and found the other intruders!
He naturally sensed the presence of other intruders as well.
Except for one that is a bit odd, the others are nothing to fear.
The most threatening one is this demigod powerhouse right in front of me.
If it weren't for the fact that this demigod's strength was somewhat unfathomable to him, he would have already thrown all these invaders into the river of time, letting them be corroded by time!
Their plans have been halted because of these invaders.
It is a dereliction of duty of the Lord of Time to keep the great Lord of Time waiting.
Now, for the sake of the plan, he had to try to use communication to stop the demigod from interfering with their plans.
However, the Pope was clearly too optimistic about the Eternal Corridor.
He believed that since he was willing to communicate and negotiate, they could at least have a chat.
However, Yan Bing had no intention of chatting. Her icy eyes flashed, and the next moment, ice spikes suddenly shot out from the ground, heading towards the Pope in the Eternal Corridor.
At the same time, endless ice spikes gathered in the sky, shooting towards the Pope like a torrential rain.
Ice spikes completely enveloped the sky and the ground, leaving no room for escape.
Upon feeling the extreme cold, the hourglass pattern in the Pope's eyes spun faster.
His translucent hair danced, and the phantoms connected by the hair simultaneously condensed into bronze light, as the power of time surged.
The next moment, the ice spikes suddenly slowed down, and then a few water droplets appeared on them.
However, the Pope's gaze quickly hardened.
He accelerated the time of the ice spike by a hundred years in a mere instant, but after a hundred years, the ice spike had only melted a tiny bit.
This power... even he found it incredibly troublesome.
However, soon after, a few strands of the Pope's translucent hair emerged into the void.
This hair seems to be connected to some unknown force.
The next moment, bronze scales appeared on the Pope's skin.
When the Pope's body underwent mutations, his mental fluctuations increased several times over.
At this moment, the ice spikes that had been close to all of them stopped in place. If you looked closely, you could see that these ice spikes were slowly approaching the Pope and the others.
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