But at this moment, an anomaly appeared.
Lin Xuan, who had vanished without a trace for three years and whom many living beings had even believed dead, was actually approaching the Time-Space Divine Hall without the slightest obstruction under countless watchful eyes.
Once they saw Lin Xuan's figure and appearance clearly, the resentment in countless living beings' hearts abruptly erupted.
"Why? Why can a mere Near Dao Earth Immortal ignore the time-space tides?"
"Bastard, stop right there!"
"Even I failed to obtain the inheritance. What gives him the right?"
Roars shook this stretch of land. Fury intertwined, and Dao rhymes surged like blazing flames.
Unfortunately, Lin Xuan utterly ignored their rage. Light shone in his eyes, and his gaze held only one target—the Time-Space Divine Hall in the deepest reaches of the Stardust Sea.
Lin Xuan did not pause for even an instant, rapidly drawing closer. The tides he stirred up battered countless living beings until they had no choice but to retreat from this area.
Furious curses echoed on, but in the end, they were nothing more than impotent rage. Lin Xuan could not be bothered with them.
Now that the Time-Space Divine Hall had summoned him, he had to hurry there, obtain the inheritance of the third Time-Space Inscription, then set foot upon the Chaos Dao Path and transform into a True Immortal.
Lin Xuan had waited for this day for a very long time, and it had been delayed through far too many years.
Although his combat strength had steadily risen in an orderly fashion, it had now reached its limit. To advance another step would be harder than ascending to the heavens.
Only by setting foot on the Chaos Dao Path as soon as possible and transforming into a True Immortal could he shatter these shackles.