Chu Xisheng carefully looked at the faint scar on the back of his hand, a trace of shock flickering in his eyes.
The wound was scratched by the tail end of a Temporal Power just moments ago, less than half an inch long, penetrating the flesh by merely a millimeter.
His Blood of Ten Thousand Ages was unable to hasten his recovery.
He concentrated for a moment and attempted to use the power of "Timeless Moment," and only then did he see the wound begin to heal slowly.
Indeed, only the same Temporal Power could help him erase the Time Wound, mused Chu Xisheng.
However, the Temporal Power he wielded was two whole levels below that of the three mysterious enemies.
Leng Chanra, at some point, had already stood beside the shattered boulder.
He examined the smooth facets of the rock intently, his expression extremely grave.
"This is a Time Wound! The Innate Divine Ability of the Ancient Giant God Zhu Guangyin."
