Huang calmly watched the approaching beams of destruction, his aura fully unleashed. Even if it meant perishing, he would not give up the fight.
In the nick of time, the void above began to shake, dispersing the black beams that were about to engulf Huang.
Seeing this, the ten ancestors suddenly looked up at the void, feeling a foreboding sense of doom.
Huang also slowly raised his head, gazing upwards.
The next second, the phantom of the River of Time appeared overhead.
A black stream of light descended from the River of Time, rushing towards Huang.
A voice echoed in Huang's ear:
"Senior Huang, catch this!"
Upon hearing this, Huang waved his large hand and caught the stream of light falling from the River of Time into his palm, realizing it was a Stone Jar.
"Chu Feng of later generations, here to lend you a hand, Senior!"
Upon hearing this, Huang immediately understood that someone from the future had come to help him.
