Piercing through earth, water, fire, and wind,
Connecting the ancient and the modern, the past and the future,
The long river containing joys and sorrows, partings and reunions flowed from a place whose source was invisible, washing over the mountains, rivers, seas, stars, and cosmos of all directions. Under the washing of this long river, nothing was an eternal person or substance. This was precisely the River of Time!
The second God-King Cronus, whose full head of golden hair danced in the wind, stood atop the River of Time, looking down at Wang Ming below.
"You are not old!"
The eyes of the second God-King Cronus flowed with the Dao patterns of the Time Law, and he looked at Wang Ming, speaking word by word.
At this moment, Wang Ming and the second God-King Cronus seemed to be chatting peacefully before each other.
In reality,
the two of them had already exchanged countless rounds of combat.
They had entered the River of Time and engaged in fierce, bitter slaughter.
Cronus was the god of time, and Wang Ming's age simply could not be hidden from him. He only glanced for a few moments and immediately realized that Wang Ming was not even ten thousand years old!
Ten thousand years old!
From the perspective of mortals, this was more than the pages of the thickest historical texts, but from the perspective of a Primordial God, it was completely just a newborn child.
Cronus immediately chose to cross the River of Time to slaughter the Wang Ming who had not yet fully matured.
Only,
he was not the only one who had cultivated the Time Law.
Not long after Cronus slipped into the River of Time, Wang Ming chased after him from behind.
In terms of the Time Law, Wang Ming was