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Chapter 655

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"Four breaths of time …" Yan Zhaoge placed his hands on his crossed knees, tapping lightly on them, "My early improvement is the fastest. I should be able to surpass five breaths of time very soon, perhaps even surpassing it."

Feng Yunsheng said, "I am preparing to attempt a breakthrough into the Martial Grandmaster realm. Passing this threshold, it would not be a problem for me to double the amount of time I have."

Yan Zhaoge nodded, "Yes, you have to figure this out yourself."

Ah Hu scratched his head, asking, "Young Master, I wonder if that Kang Jinyuan and the other person will be able to escape from the explosion of the formation?"

Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "Not necessarily. It will depend on their methods or if anyone comes to their rescue."

"That kid is at the third level of the Martial Saint realm at the end of the day, possessing a mid-grade Sacred Artifact that can exert its full power. Other than relying on the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation, it will not be easy to break through its defences. If I keep bringing him along, it will take a lot of effort to suppress it. I won't have to do anything else then."

"Send him on his way. Whether he lives or dies will depend on his own luck."

Hearing his words, Ah Hu scratched his head, "If he doesn't die and mentions your questioning of him today, will the other party also guess that you are searching for Miss Sikong's secrets, Young Master?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Whether they guess it or not, they will still come looking for trouble with me."

Ah Hu grinned, "Young Master, while that Kang Jinyuan looks like a little brat, he is not young anymore, right?"

Yan Zhaoge said, "He is indeed not young. Still, as a late Merging Avatar Martial Saint, he is still very young."

"His talent in the martial dao is not bad, and he probably has a large amount of resources and treasures as well. His cultivation speed is very fast. Still, there is still a crucial point.

Yan Zhaoge said slowly, "The martial arts that he cultivates in are of a very high level, being even higher than the Grand Xuan Dynasty's Five Fires True Art, the legacies of the Radiant Light Sect and the Dim Darkness Sect as well as the North Sea Sword Pavilion."

"Also, the martial arts that he cultivates delve into the profundities of the variations of time. After cultivating it to a certain level, he would even be able to control the flow of time within his body to a limited extent."

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Ah Hu blinked, "If he slows the flow of time within his body, wouldn't he be eternal?"

"That would have to be at a very high level. He's still far from that." Yan Zhaoge said, "Still, in the process of cultivating, the flow of time in one's body will be accelerated. Compared to the outside world, one day in the outside world might already be two or three days in one's body."

"The effect is equivalent to entering another world with a faster time flow from time to time to cultivate."

No matter how much time was sped up, cultivation was still dependent on oneself.

If he couldn't improve, then he couldn't improve. He wouldn't surpass an insurmountable obstacle just because time was accelerated.

One's lifespan was related to one's physical condition.

If one's lifespan didn't increase, simply accelerating the flow of time would be equivalent to reaching the end of one's lifespan faster and heading towards old age.

However, if one could maintain a constant rate of improvement, then compared to those in the outside world who had a normal flow of time, those who cultivated the Aeon Light Heavenly Tome would be able to advance by leaps and bounds.

Each of the ten scrolls of the Primordial Heavenly Scriptures was a peerless supreme art, and each of them had boundless miraculous uses.

Ah Hu imitated Yan Zhaoge as he stroked his lower chin, "In that case, that Kang Jinyuan isn't young anymore. Still, from his temperament, he seems to be about the same age as his outer appearance."

Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly, "There's nothing incomprehensible about it. As the saying goes, old people are shrewd, old ghosts are sharp, and old rabbits are hard to catch."

"Still, this actually doesn't mean that the older one is, the more shrewd they are. Instead, having experienced and seen so many things, one's experience would grow richer and richer."

"A centenarian who spends ninety years of his life in a constant coma, day and night, can he be as shrewd as someone who has lived a hundred years normally, having experienced many things and is accustomed to the affairs of the world? Anyway, I don't believe it. "

"Unless his ten years of consciousness were filled with endless brilliance, experiencing all sorts of strange things in ten years that ordinary people would never experience in decades or even centuries, that would be possible. Still, such situations are rare at the end of the day."

"For us martial practitioners, if we spend ninety of our hundred years painstakingly cultivating in a cave, not mentioning how much our martial prowess would improve, it would be no different from sleeping for ninety years in terms of our daily conduct of the world. It would be of no help at all. What would be of use would still be the remaining ten years."

Yan Zhaoge said, "Due to the uniqueness of the martial arts that Kang Jinyuan cultivates in, the contrast in this aspect might be even greater."

"Of course, the main reason should still be him. He is rather arrogant in the first place, and the seniors of his family might also favour him more."

"Most of the descendants of Shen Lingzi's lineage are probably not like this. Otherwise, I would really suspect whether they are purely being used by the Grand Xuan Dynasty."

As Yan Zhaoge said this, he curled his lips, "Just from the current situation alone, between the Grand Xuan Dynasty and Shen Lingzi's lineage, the latter probably holds more authority."

Ah Hu gave a simple and honest laugh, "Young Master, in breaking the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation this time, the anti-Xuan forces owe you a huge favour. At the very least, the North Sea Sword Pavilion will definitely remember it."

"So, what should we do next? Head to the Grinding Hut Region?"

Yan Zhaoge said, "Anyway, we should first leave the territory of the Whole Tower Region. I broke the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation, helping the anti-Xuan forces greatly. The Grand Xuan Dynasty and the Shenling Nine Swords will definitely not let this matter rest."

… …

Not long after Yan Zhaoge had entered the sea with the Myriad Dragon Palace, an extremely terrifying and powerful aura swept through the heavens and the earth from the north of the Whole Tower Region, heading south.

The sword-light resembled a tide as it enveloped the heavens and covered the earth, all things seemingly falling still wherever it passed.

The terrifying light pillar that was agglomerated from the power of the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation in the Whole Tower Region was currently exploding, forming terrifying tides that expanded into the surroundings.

That sword-light that resembled water which seemed able to freeze time suddenly converged at a single point.

There, a white-clothed man was currently pushing a youth with all his might as he attempted to flee the Purgatory of Thunder Fire, perilous situations all around him.

The sword-light that resembled water immediately spun, receiving them.

Swept along by this sword-light, a treasure that resembled a heart-protecting mirror on the youth's body was instantly stimulated with a powerful defensive force which merged with the sword-light.

The heart-protecting mirror shook, seemingly returning to the embrace of its true owner.

While the thunder and fire were terrifying, the newcomer did not want to face it head-on as he only wanted to rescue the youth from the outskirts and leave.

The sword-light delayed the thunder and fire for a brief moment before immediately bringing the two people far away.

After having avoided the exploding thunder and fire, the sword-light halted, a woman appearing.

This woman looked to be in her early thirties from the outside, possessing a mature and beautiful appearance. Looking at the two people she had rescued, her gaze was filled with concern and tender love.

That white-clothed youth's face was pale, "Jinyuan is fine."

The woman sighed, "It was fortunate that you risked your life to save him, Maosheng. Otherwise, I might not have been able to make it in time."

Kang Maosheng smiled weakly.

Kang Jinyuan was still unconscious at this moment. That woman stroked his cheek, "Rest easy, my son. Mother will definitely avenge you."

She lightly tapped on the Turbid Heavenly Mirror Armour. The existence that resembled a heart-protecting mirror instantly resembled a mirror as a streak of mirror-light shot out, pointing into the distance.

Within the Myriad Dragon Palace within the deep sea, Yan Zhaoge's heart suddenly jolted as he vaguely sensed something. (To be continued.)

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