It's truly wondrous how, after introducing what seems to be an absurd assumption, everything suddenly becomes reasonable.
It is not the small town on the outskirts or even the entire world that transcends time, but Leytin itself.
So there isn't an all-encompassing grand curse; the special power is merely acting upon one city.
By comparison, this is evidently a much less laborious interpretation.
Nightmare, lake bottom, secret chamber.
Under the gaze of the four leaders of the Fallen Star Clan, Fu Qian fetched out something and opened it.
It was a broken pocket watch, with strange engravings inside the back cover.
And with Fu Qian remembering every word, this time he transformed into a worm, all experiences of being escorted by an extradimensional guardian swiftly passed through his mind.
The painting that appeared in the gallery...
The severe and noble ordinance...
The sudden descent of the fog...
The various nightmares...
The Sect caught off guard...
