"I'm not invincible anymore!"
A tremendous sense of disparity rose in Lin Xuan's heart, but he suppressed it in an instant.
"No matter. Once I condense the Space-Time Dao Foundation and set foot upon the Chaos Dao Path, I'll charge ahead all the way!"
"Soul Suppressing Pagoda!"
With incomparable excitement, Lin Xuan's thoughts stirred slightly, and his spiritual consciousness abruptly sank into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.
Within Myriad Ages in an Instant, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged as his cultivation time began to plummet at high speed.
Space-Time Power began to ripple around him. Within Lin Xuan's Celestial Court, the Time-Space Sundial, which had originally been only a phantom, gradually solidified, as though it were constantly emerging from illusion into reality...
Within the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, his cultivation time was falling at an exceedingly terrifying rate.
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged within Myriad Ages in an Instant, while a liquid flowing with glittering pearly-white flecks coursed over his entire body.
Time was like water; at this moment, it seemed to have taken tangible form.
Within Lin Xuan's Celestial Court, the phantom of the Time-Space Sundial was solidifying, while his comprehension of time and space grew ever deeper.
The third Time-Space Inscription passed down an analysis of the essence of time and space, requiring the foundations of the first and second inscriptions before one could delve deeper.
The appearance of the Time-Space Divine Hall, to put it plainly, was because of Lin Xuan. Other than Lin Xuan, no one was qualified to obtain its inheritance.
Unless a living being like Lin Xuan appeared—one who controlled Space-Time Power and had cultivated the first and second Time-Space Inscriptions.
Unfortunately, that was impossible. In the entire Upper Realm, Lin Xuan was one of a kind.
"Rumble!"
His Celestial Court trembled. After a full two hundred million