A Beautiful Romance
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Ling Han directed his divine sense to attract the Source Power of Time.
He frowned slightly, because he discovered that this Source Power of heaven and earth had suffered serious damage, feeling a bit like it was dying.
"The foreign Heavenly Venerable's broken limb has been suppressing it all this time. The reason it hasn't been destroyed is because the Source Power of Time is powerful. If it was any other Source Power, who knows how long ago it would have been destroyed," Small Tower said.
Indeed, how many epochs had passed?
However, the Heavenly Venerable was really powerful. A broken limb actually completely suppressed a Source Power of heaven and earth, and it was a Source Power of Time formed from nine Daos, even almost obliterating it.
Although obliterating the Source Power of Time here would only deal a blow to the heaven and earth, and couldn't expand the connection point between the two Realms and stabilize the passage, the foreign Heavenly Venerable was going to die anyway, so doing it was better than not doing it.
Right, the corpse that had just died seemed to have been weathered for hundreds of billions of years. Was it because of the Source Power of Time?
The broken limb suppressed the Source Power of Time, and if the bug poison entered the body, it might also carry with it the Regulations of Time, making one die for hundreds of billions of years.
Ling Han first tossed these curiosity to the side. Now, the important thing was naturally to collect the Source Power of Time. Then, he would be able to obtain nine Source Powers of heaven and earth, cultivating an astonishing nine divided souls.
Without nine divided souls, it was impossible to become a Heavenly Venerable.
Ling Han fully activated the Source Power of Time. This was too important.
Previously, he had obtained six Source Powers of heaven and earth in a row, and his hands were sore. He was already a bit numb, not feeling the slightest bit of excitement. But now, he became excited and nervous, filled with apprehension.
He definitely had to obtain it!
He didn't know whether the Source Power of Time was too heavily injured or disdainful of him, but it didn't have the slightest intention of paying attention to him. Even channeling the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll was useless.
He was just about to walk closer and try again, but the Heavenly Venerable Light that enveloped him moved, joining the ranks of "persuasion".
The Source Power of Time was originally lazy, but suddenly became excited, dancing with joy as if it had met an old friend. Xiu, a streak of light shot out from underground, and then shot towards Ling Han.
Ling Han looked carefully. That was a creature that couldn't be described with words. It was small and exquisite like a fist, its entire body transparent, swirling with the aura of time. It seemed to be in the present, yet also seemed to be in the future, yet also seemed to be in the past.
"Time is the greatest power. If the source of time itself isn't willing, not even the Heavenly Deity can collect it. It can only be erased," the little pagoda said slowly.
While it was speaking, the little creature had already shot out. It disappeared from the top of Ling Han's head in a flash and entered his sea of consciousness.
Weng, Ling Han suddenly felt his entire body shake, and waves of indescribable power spread out in his body. He had arrived at the primordial times of the ancient times, and had also arrived at the ancient times when Martial Art was flourishing. Time had changed, but the only thing that had not changed was time itself.
He had an indescribable feeling that as long as he could overcome this obstacle, he would attain enlightenment.
"Duo!" Small Pagoda suddenly exclaimed lightly, immediately waking Ling Han up. "Brat, if you continue like this, you will transform into Dao."
Ling Han's body, his skin and flesh all transformed into symbols, as if he was about to transform into Regulations. He couldn't help but shiver. That feeling just then was actually a test of the Source of time. If he couldn't pass, he would assimilate with the Regulations of heaven and earth.
This was just a nice way of putting it — assimilate with Regulations. With his current meager power, how could he possibly affect the heaven and earth? It was like a drop of water falling into the ocean — it could only be absorbed.
Ling Han couldn't help but sigh inwardly at his luck. If it wasn't for the Heavenly Deity's Light, he probably wouldn't have been able to collect this Source of heaven and earth. It had experienced the ancient times and ancient times, and it was extremely likely that it had existed since the beginning of the heaven and earth. It had never been destroyed, and was the most "original" generation.
And if it wasn't for Small Pagoda's timely reminder, he might have once again transformed into Dao and perished.
So dangerous.
He had originally thought that the Source of time, which had nine Daos fused into one, would be incomparably difficult to collect, but firstly, he had the help of the Heavenly Deity's Light, and secondly, this Source of heaven and earth had been suppressed for over a dozen epochs, so it had suffered far too serious an injury.
Thus, after it symbolically gave Ling Han a test, it directly entered his Dantian and began to seize territory.
Even if it had suffered serious injuries, the power of nine Daos fused into one was still there. Even if the other eight Source powers joined forces, they would only barely be able to fight it to a draw. Thus, this guy occupied half of the space in his Dantian, and all the other Source powers were pushed to the side.
Domineering, too domineering.
Ling Han used his divine sense to observe carefully. The Source of time had transformed into a small beast. It looked like a deer, a turtle, a tiger, and it was constantly changing. Moreover, it seemed to be in the present, in the future, and in the past at the same time. It was impossible to grasp.
Small Pagoda couldn't help but sigh ruefully. "The Source of time is the most miraculous Source of heaven and earth. Even if a Heavenly Deity wanted to obtain it, it would not be a simple matter. It could be in the present, in the past, and in the future. Even a Heavenly Deity could not possibly go against the flow of time, so there was naturally nothing that could be done about it. "
Ling Han speculated that this Source Power of heaven and earth had followed Xiao Gu's previous life, but in the battle with the foreign Heavenly Venerable, the two great Heavenly Venerables had perished together, while it had been suppressed by the foreign Heavenly Venerable's broken limb, and had almost been destroyed.
Some truths could never be verified. It was fine as long as it made sense.
Ling Han couldn't be bothered to argue about it. The most important thing was the result, and the result was that he had obtained the ninth Source Power of heaven and earth, and was complete.
Alright, he would attempt to break through to the ninth Dividing Soul Tier now. That Lin something Xuan, just wait to be blasted into pieces.
"No," Small Pagoda immediately said.
"Why?" Ling Han asked.
"Though the broken limb of a Heavenly Venerable has already been destroyed, the power of a Heavenly Venerable still exists. This blood mist can at least exist for a few more epochs, but the Heavenly Venerable Light on your body can only last for a few days at most. If you start cultivating in seclusion now, then when you come out again, how are you going to charge out of the blood mist?" Small Pagoda countered with a question.
'Uh, right.'
"Unless you can cultivate to the ninth level of Heaven, and then you will be able to resist this kind of blood mist," Small Pagoda continued.
This was naturally impossible.
Ling Han nodded. Then he would leave this place. As long as he left the range of the blood mist, he would immediately enter into the Black Tower, and attempt to break through to the ninth Dividing Soul Tier.
He did as he said. With a leap, he was already heading back the way he had come.
Lin Xuan sat in a cross-legged position, his eyes slightly closed, but his divine sense had enveloped the whole swamp. No matter which place Ling Han came out from, he would detect it at the first instant, and then carry out a sneak attack, swearing to kill this person who posed a greater threat than the heavens.
Of course, he only enveloped his divine sense outside the blood mist. The blood mist was naturally something he did not dare to touch. Once touched, his divine sense would immediately be corroded. That thing was too frightening, and could even easily obliterate the celestial light of a Seventh Heaven.
Yi?
He discovered that the initially calm blood mist suddenly stirred, and then he saw a young man stride out. He was tall and slender, and there was an indescribable light flickering on his body, as if it could suppress the heavens.
That was Ling Han!
But that was not right. Why did he feel an urge to kneel in front of the other? That strong feeling of helplessness was even stronger than when he was in front of his own master.
His master was a Seventh Heaven Celestial King!
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