Time flew like a shuttle, never pausing day or night.
In the blink of an eye, nearly two months had passed since Lin Changqing entered seclusion. The rumors and discussions concerning him on Buzhou Mountain had gradually dwindled.
Now that two months had gone by, they had basically vanished without a trace.
People were forgetful. No one would dwell every day for two months on a stranger they did not know well. Most people did not know Lin Changqing at all; they merely treated his exploits as after-meal gossip.
As time passed and Lin Changqing remained in seclusion without emerging, the novelty naturally faded. No one would continue paying attention to him.
This day, within the Daoist grounds.
Inside the Square Inch Pagoda, the flow of time was completely different from the outside world. One day outside was already a thousand years within.
Now that two months had passed outside, tens of thousands of years had already gone by within the Square Inch Pagoda.
"Primordial Martial Dao, evolve into a furnace—devour it all!"
Lin Changqing sat cross-legged at the heart of the Square Inch Pagoda's inner space. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he let out a furious roar. An astonishing devouring force erupted, like a colossal whale drawing in water, forcibly swallowing the Saint-grade Origin Vein above his head, which had less than one-thousandth remaining.
A streak of light flashed within his body as the Book of Primordial Chaos manifested. In an instant, it burst forth with dazzling radiance and transformed into an enormous heaven-and-earth furnace. The moment it devoured the Saint-grade Origin Vein, it refined and absorbed all of its power.
Boom... boom...
The next moment, surging auras erupted from Lin Changqing's body. Resounding crashes like the heavenly music of the Great Dao spread throughout all heaven, earth, and