As time passed, Lin Xuan's Space-Time Power began to merge. Invisible Spatial Power revolved at an utterly terrifying speed, and a dreadful vortex formed with Lin Xuan at its center.
The vortex had no form or shape, yet it continuously radiated an aura of power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Before long, the surging river and the scene of dawn and dusk alternating began to distort.
A dazzling rising sun was reflected within the river, but in an extremely short span of time, it turned orange-red. The rising sun hung high above, while the setting sun hid within the river—morning and evening beneath the same sky.
Drawn by the terrifying vortex, the River of Time, along with the rising and setting suns, began to move at high speed as well. Gradually, a gold-and-orange vortex took shape.
"Time-Space Order!"
Lin Xuan abruptly opened his eyes. The rapidly spinning gold-and-orange vortex suddenly came to a halt, and then a terrifying scene emerged.
At that instant, Lin Xuan seemed to stand apart from space and time itself, able to clearly sense the transformations of space-time within Myriad Ages in an Instant.
Space-time was flowing backward. Scenes of his cultivation reappeared, playing in place like a revolving lantern.
Raising his hand, Lin Xuan gently tapped the scenes one by one with a finger, and they instantly shattered.
"Pfft!"
Lin Xuan's entire body trembled. He was actually expelled from the Soul Suppressing Pagoda and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Fuck!"
"I overdid it. I shattered the space-time thread of my own cultivation and actually suffered backlash."
"Good thing I reacted quickly and set things right. That was why I only suffered a minor backlash."
A wave of lingering fear washed over Lin Xuan. He had never imagined that he could actually injure himself.