With a thought from Jiang Ping'an, the flow of time within the Creation God Wheel suddenly accelerated—a hundredfold.
One hour outside was more than a hundred hours inside. His Heart Force was limited, and for the time being, he could only speed it up to this extent, but it was already more than enough for artifact crafting.
Jiang Ping'an sat cross-legged, raised his hand, and with a wave, the Profound Yellow Pagoda flew out from within his body and hovered before him.
The Profound Yellow Pagoda at this moment no longer had the awe-inspiring might it had possessed back in the Great Barrens. Its body was dim and lightless; only an occasional flicker of faint radiance proved that a trace of its spiritual consciousness had yet to be extinguished.
"Jiang boy..." The Profound Yellow Pagoda emitted intermittent fluctuations of spiritual consciousness, its voice as weak as a candle guttering in the wind. "Pagoda Grandfather really is going to fall into deep sleep... goodbye..."
That voice carried a heavy sorrow, and also a trace of unwillingness.
It had followed Jiang Ping'an all the way from the Great Barrens to the Primal Beginning Realm, fighting through countless battles of life and death, and saving Jiang Ping'an's life any number of times at critical moments. It had thought it could keep accompanying him forever, but it had never expected the heavenly laws of the Primal Beginning Realm to be so overbearing, suppressing it to such a state.
It believed that once it fell into deep sleep, it would never be able to awaken again. And being unable to awaken was no different from death to it.
Looking at the Profound Yellow Pagoda before him, Jiang Ping'an could not help thinking back to the days in the Great Barrens. Though Pagoda Grandfather had always