Everything was in chaos.

Throughout the Shadow Clan, everyone had terrified expressions as they looked at where the Time Altar was.

Even that Shadow Clan Patriarch who was able to hide his emotions so well still couldn’t help but feel a cold chill shoot through his heart.

Cracks appeared in space, all of them spewing out a seven-colored light. While it looked beautiful, they emitted a terrifying aura that proved they would destroy anything they touched.

Because this was the power of time!

After remaining quiet for countless years, the Time Altar that had never made a peep of trouble before was now like a volcano that would erupt at any moment.

And the Shadow Clan’s dwelling was on the opening of that volcano.

Without any doubt, if the Time Altar released this strength, the entire Shadow Clan dwelling would be thoroughly erased from Dragon City.

This would be a calamity for the Shadow Clan. It would even create permanent damage that they would never be able to recover from!

Just what had happened?

This was the thought circulating in every Shadow Clan cultivator’s heart. If they really wanted to find what might be the new variable here, it would only be that mysterious...