Time was a type of law. This law could be grasped by all living beings in the world, but those who could comprehend it were extremely rare. Even if they did, they would only comprehend it as a domain.
Back on Suzaku, Wang Lin met a person whose domain was the Time Domain!
At that time, Wang Lin felt how powerful the Time Domain was. Even Yunque Zi cared a lot about this domain.
It could be said that only one person on Suzaku had this kind of domain!
As the words of the blood dragon echoed, the power of time appeared on its body. This power was countless times stronger than the Time Domain, and it was simply incomparable. It had already become a law!
This rule was determined by the Blood Dragon that used this divine ability!
Under the power of the Time Domain, the entire void was shrouded by it. In the void, a pair of Luo Tian cultivators were slowly flying while cautiously looking around. There were a few dozen of them, and as long as they didn't meet an ancient cultivator that was too strong, they would be able to stand firm in this void.
But now, as the power of Time passed through them, a tremor ran through the young man with the weakest Cultivation base. He looked to be in his twenties, and although that wasn't his actual age, it seemed to be the case.
The trembling of his body was not something he could control. It was inexplicably trembling, as if there was a chill rising from his body. Gradually, wrinkles appeared on his smooth skin, and soon, the wrinkles continued to stack on top of each other. He felt very tired, and the circulation of his cultivation base was about to stop.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Almost as soon as the young man became confused, he heard cries of surprise that seemed to come from a great distance away. These cries were filled with fear.
The young man was startled. He wanted to turn his head to look, but his body was numb. It was as if even turning his head was a bit inconvenient.
"I … What's wrong with me …" The young man's vision became even more blurry. It was no longer as clear as before, as if there was a layer of fog. He slowly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes as if he wanted to rub away the fog.
Perhaps the act of rubbing his eyes was effective, because his vision became clear for a moment. He saw his fellow cultivators move away from him and look at him with fear in their eyes.
He saw his junior martial sister, who he had secretly promised to marry, standing in the distance with a face full of fear. There was no longer any trace of gentleness on her face.
The last thing he saw was his right hand, which he was rubbing his eyes with. He stood there, stunned. It was a hand full of wrinkles and brown spots … "This …" The young man's body trembled even more violently. He struggled to raise his hand to touch his face. He opened his mouth, as if a terrified voice was about to come out of his mouth, but … that voice was eternally buried in his body, never to be heard again.
That was because his eyes had lost all signs of life. Under the gazes of his companions, he grew older and older. His hair fell out, his teeth fell out, and his bones shattered. In the end, he couldn't even support the weight of his skin. His fleshly body shrank down, and he died... of old age... The bizarre scene caused everything to go completely silent. It was a scene that surpassed the imaginations of the surrounding cultivators. However, time was merciless. Another woman in the group began to show signs of aging.
Soon, this aging seemed to be contagious, and all the cultivators showed signs of aging.
It was as if at this moment, the heavens had taken away their qualifications to be cultivators. They had taken away their qualifications to live for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. They had taken away all their rights and the hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years of time had descended on them in an instant.
Those dozens of cultivators were just one corner of the void. Similar scenes were playing out everywhere in the void. It didn't matter where the cultivators came from, as long as they were here, they would not be able to escape the descent of the laws of time.
Only Nirvana Shatterer cultivators could resist it, but … there weren't many Nirvana Shatterer cultivators.
Whenever a cultivator died due to the law of time, an invisible aura would spread out from their body and move toward the center of the void.
Gradually, one aura after another sped through the void. Their speed could not be described as the speed of a cultivator. These auras seemed to be a part of the world itself, and as soon as they moved, they arrived at the center of the void, where the Blood Dragon had unleashed the Flowing Time spell.
As more and more cultivators died, more and more aura poured into the Blood Dragon. Soon, the blue ice on the Blood Dragon's body began to collapse, as if new life force were being injected into it. Cracking sounds could be heard as the ice began to shatter.
Shiyin's eight kings weren't affected by the Flowing Time spell at all. Their figures got closer and closer to the blood dragon!
On the other side of the void, Master Flamespark respectfully followed the old man in black. The old man in black didn't move fast, but every time he lifted his foot, the void below him would shrink like crazy. It was as if he wanted to shrink this infinite world inch by inch … This wasn't Spatial Bending, which required him to merge with the world, but Spatial Bending!
He didn't need to merge with the world. Wherever he was, he was the world. Even a world was only an inch!
He wasn't in a hurry, so he maintained a certain rhythm with each step he took, like moving clouds and flowing water.
The respect in Master Flamespark's eyes became even stronger. He was behind the old man, so he was naturally shrouded by the old man's mysterious spell.
The moment the law of time shrouded the void, Wang Lin also felt its existence. However, his body was made of rock, and the rock was born when the moon was born. It was impossible to calculate how much time had passed since then.
The power of time shrouded his body. No matter how much time passed, if there was no wind, the rock would still be rock … He calmly moved forward. Wang Lin saw the surrounding cultivators turn into the void under the power of time.
"Without the identity of a cultivator, without spells, we … are still mortals …" Wang Lin felt melancholy in his heart, but he didn't slow down at all.
"If my original body came here, under the law of time … I would be like them and become part of the void … I didn't expect that a cultivator that has cultivated for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years and has comprehended the law of the world can't even compare to a piece of rock …"
Wang Lin shook his head. After witnessing everything before him, he suddenly gained a new understanding of dao.
The blood dragon at the center of the void absorbed the aura of countless cultivators that had died under the power of time. The blue ice on its body finally collapsed.
It raised its majestic body and let out a roar at the void!
As it roared, a giant vortex appeared above it. This vortex was also 100,000 feet wide, and it continued to rotate. Thunderous rumbles echoed in the surroundings.
An ice-cold voice slowly emerged from within the vortex and spread across the empty space.
"I'll be waiting for you all to come!"
The moment this voice appeared, the old man in black stopped and his eyes became serious. Master Flamespark remained silent. He had heard this voice twice, but this time it was even clearer than before and contained a monstrous arrogance.
This arrogance despised the law of the world and disdained the heavens. However, when Master Flamespark heard it, he didn't feel like the other person was talking nonsense … The power of that spear from Suzaku was enough to show this kind of arrogance!
The eight kings of the Corpse Sect all stopped at the same time. They looked at the vortex in the distance and silently pondered. However, soon, their eyes were filled with varying degrees of greed.
Wang Lin also heard this voice. He looked up and revealed an unyielding gaze. No matter how strong this Tuo Sen was, no matter how difficult the path was, if the Tuo Sen wanted to kill him, Wang Lin, he wouldn't lower his head!
"There are a lot of people that want to kill me, but right now I'm still living very well …" Wang Lin sneered as he raised his foot and walked forward once more.
This sentence was the truth.
At this moment, it wasn't just the people near the center of the void that were still alive. There were other Nirvana Shatterer cultivators that had resisted the law of time and silently closed in from all directions.
On the other hand, the cultivators who did not enter the void were lucky enough to escape the power of the Time Law and survive.
Aside from the void, there was another place in the Land of the Ancient God. It could even be said that it didn't belong to the Land of the Ancient God, because it … was the Land of the Ancient God … This might be a bit contradictory, but it was the truth. There was only one entrance to the Land of the Ancient God on Suzaku, and it led to a spatial rift that didn't belong to this star system. This spatial rift was very large, large enough to fit the body of an 8-star ancient god!
Whether it was the void or the checkpoint, they were all inside the body of the ancient god … Just like at this moment, Wang Lin, the eight kings of Shiyin, and the old man in black were inside the chest of the ancient god.
And in this quiet crack in space, the Ancient God's body that had been lying here for countless years had eight dim stars between its eyebrows. If one were to zoom in countless times, they would see a person sitting cross-legged in the depths of the fourth star!
This person was a middle-aged scholar with an ordinary appearance that gave off a sense of arrogance. He had been sitting there for a very long time and hadn't moved at all.
His name was Limitless … He was writing the fourth chapter, and his blood was boiling and his eyes were bloodshot. This was the best state to be in when writing * *!