If the predictions on the parchment were accurate, it meant that as long as they got on the ship, everyone would be safe!

Everyone obeyed the order without hesitation, issuing instructions for the ship to leave the shore and head towards the cold river.

The ship wasn't slow, and it had already traveled quite a distance in a short while.

At that moment, Fang Yue suddenly turned his head as if sensing something.

He saw tiny fragments of residue, like particles of flesh and blood, rapidly drifting towards him, echoing the location of his severed arm.

It was the strange power of time reversion, a signal to forcibly restore his severed arm.

As the distance closed, the severed arm and the fragments of residue acted like magnets with strong magnetic fields, generating immense attractive forces, corresponding to each other, and rapidly converging.

*Swoosh swoosh swoosh…*

Even though the night rain had stopped, he suddenly heard a sound like raindrops falling on a river.

Layers of ripples appeared out of nowhere, spreading outwards.

One ring, two rings, three rings... By the time Fang Yue rushed onto the ship, he was surrounded by dense layers of rippling waves, as if he was enveloped.

Fang Yue stared for a few moments, then suddenly felt his vision skewing. Before he could think too deeply, a cry of alarm suddenly rang out.

"Night Brother, your face?!"