Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 3 Time and Space Return 1 Net of Heaven, Heavenly Flower 5 Qi Purple Dragon Root

"This is eternity." Zi Chen's voice came from the interconnected circles: "The past is imperishable, the future is endless, and the present is eternal. Your sharpness can cut through the moment, but it cannot sever the beginningless and endless."

Yang Mei's expression finally changed. He wanted to retract his sharpness, but found that his sharpness had been swallowed up by the Eternal Circle and lost contact with him.

The Zhongtian Gate trembled violently in the void, and the cloud-script jade characters on the gate frame flickered, as if they were also enduring some kind of irresistible force.

Zi Chen emerged from the long river, his right hand reaching out, passing through the still struggling sharpness, through layers of space, and gently grasping Yang Mei's hand.

Yang Mei felt her origin was being lost. Zi Chen reached into a certain moment in the past and took a part of Yang Mei's spatial origin from her past.

"You..." Yang Mei's voice was hoarse.

Zi Chen withdrew his hand, and a ball of silvery-white light appeared in his palm.

The light was dazzling to the extreme, like countless stars gathered together, exuding an indescribable mysterious aura; this was the origin of space.

Yang Mei's aura suddenly plummeted, from the peak of the Golden Immortal realm to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, and then from the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm to the early stage of the Golden Immortal realm. Her face was ashen, her aura was chaotic, and even the operation of the Zhongtian Gate became sluggish.

"You won." Yang Mei's voice was low, carrying both resentment and a hint of relief.

Without the support of its master, Zhongtian Gate slowly shrank, shrinking from a height of ten thousand feet to three feet, hovering in the void, its light dim.

Zi Chen remained silent. The Eternal Bell trembled, and its sound enveloped Yang Mei.

Yang Mei's figure froze amidst the tolling of the bell. She did not struggle, but simply looked at Zi Chen with a complex expression.

"Time and space... are inherently one. If you can merge them, you might truly surpass Pangu." Yang Mei's voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

Zi Chen looked at Yang Mei without saying a word.

Yang Mei's figure shattered amidst the tolling of the bell, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the world. The space god and demon Yang Mei had fallen.

Zi Chen stood in the void, looking at the silver-white spatial origin in his hand. He remained silent for a long time. The Eternal Bell hung above his head, its deep sound as if bidding farewell to Yang Mei.

Zi Chen absorbed the origin of space into his body.

The moment the source entered his body, Zi Chen felt his Great Dao begin to be perfected. Time and space intertwined and merged within his body. This feeling was not an increase in power, but a kind of perfection, a kind of completion, like a long river finally flowing into the sea, like a sky finally embracing the earth.

Zi Chen's cultivation began to rise. The shackles of the Golden Immortal were easily broken, and the threshold of the Taiyi realm was crossed. He progressed from the early Taiyi stage to the middle Taiyi stage, the late Taiyi stage, and the peak Taiyi stage. He was only one step away from returning to the Great Luo realm.

Raising his right hand, Zi Chen put the Zhongtian Gate, which was floating in the void, into his sleeve.

Within Zi Chen's body, time and space intertwine to form an invisible net, tightly connecting him with all things in heaven and earth. He is time, space, eternity, and infinity.

Time flies, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of yuan have passed.

After Zi Chen merged with the origin of space, time and space intertwined within his body to form a circle, without beginning or end, without boundaries. His Taiyi peak realm was already stable, but to return to the Daluo realm, Zi Chen still needed to cross a barrier: the five qi in his chest and the three flowers on his head.

These are the advancement rules that were born after the creation of the primordial world. Chaos gods and demons were born as Great Luo, without the need for cultivation or proof of the Dao. That was the authority bestowed by Chaos. But now that Chaos has been created and the world has been established, the old authority was cut off by Pangu's axe. If they want to ascend to Great Luo again, they must follow the rules of this new world.

The Five Elements are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The essence of the Five Elements is stored in the chest and connects the five internal organs. It is the foundation for the physical body to connect with heaven and earth.

The Three Flowers represent the essence of Heaven, Earth, and Man, the three powers of humanity. They hang above the head, reflecting the primordial spirit, and serve as a bridge for the soul to unite with the Great Dao.

If the five elements fail to condense, the physical body will be incomplete; if the three flowers fail to form, the spirit and soul will be incomplete.

"It's time to go out for a walk."

Zi Chen took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the mountain peaks.

In the primordial world, not long after its creation, all things were born, and opportunities abounded everywhere.

Dressed in white, Zi Chen walked among the mountains and rivers, unhurried and unhurried. Sometimes he would stop on the top of an unnamed mountain to watch the sea of ​​clouds surge; sometimes he would plunge into the deep sea to observe the surging undercurrents.

Along the way, Zi Chen did not deliberately search for anything, but simply followed a faint sense of connection between heaven and earth, like a small boat drifting with the current, yet always managing to stop precisely where opportunity lay.

This is the mystery brought about by the unification of time and space. The past and the future are intertwined, and the top, bottom and the four directions collapse. In Zi Chen's eyes, heaven and earth are no longer a one-way river, but a crisscrossing net. Every thread leads to a possibility. Zi Chen only needs to gently touch one of them to follow the cause and effect and find what he wants.

The first thing they found was a primordial spiritual root that grew in the Thunder Marsh.

This Thunder Swamp is located in the southeastern part of the prehistoric world, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, and is filled with thunder all year round.

Dark purple thunderclouds hung low over the surface of the swamp, with electric snakes weaving and striking down, blasting huge craters into the swamp. Mud and lightning flew together, and ordinary creatures would be turned into charred remains by the lightning before they could even get close.

Zi Chen walked on the water, his white robes spotless amidst the lightning. The Eternal Bell hung above his head, its soft chimes causing the lightning bolts that struck to freeze in mid-air, like frozen silver branches.

Reaching the deepest part of Thunder Swamp, there is an ancient tree with a body of purple-gold rooted in the place where the lightning is most concentrated. The tree is only three zhang tall, but its branches and leaves are extremely lush. Each leaf is crystal clear, and liquid lightning flows between its veins.

Glazed Purple Dragon Root.

This is a wood-attribute innate spiritual root, born amidst thunder, yet containing the purest wood element essence.

Zi Chen stopped under the tree, reached out and touched the trunk. Where his fingertips touched, the tree trembled slightly, as if it had sensed something.

"Not bad spiritual root." Zi Chen murmured, and the Eternal Bell suddenly trembled, its sound surging in all directions like a tide, and time in the Thunder Swamp began to flow backward.

The lightning bolts rose from the ground back into the clouds, the exploded mud closed up again, and the churning thunderclouds retreated in the direction they had come from.

The entire Raize was like a scroll that had been turned upside down, with thousands of years of time rewinding in an instant.

The lightning dissipated, the swamp receded, and the earth was exposed. Zi Chen saw the most primitive form of this land: a huge arm lay across the earth, its entire body as green as jade, its five fingers slightly curved, as if it were still holding something.

Life flourished on his arms, with countless vines and plants growing from his flesh and blood, transforming the surrounding tens of thousands of miles into a lush green forest.

The arm of Aoki Shinma.

During the great calamity of creation, the Azure Wood God Demon was struck by the light of Pangu's axe, and his body shattered. His arm fell here, and his flesh and blood turned into fertile soil, and his bones turned into mountains. The power of origin permeated the depths of the earth, giving birth to the later Thunder Swamp and the Glazed Purple Dragon Root.