Time Mark, Congratulations to the One Who Clears It! Deep in the Ancient Chaos Ruins.
"Whoa, Boss."
"That kid has been on the Thirteenth Floor of the Trial Tower for as long as an incense stick burns."
"Does he have a chance of walking out of that Dream-Stacking Space?"
An urgent voice rang out.
Hearing this, the other chattering voices from before also fell silent.
After all, they all knew that a wisp of divine thought their master had split off had been fused into the Sword of Time.
That was an extraordinary trial containing the Great Dao of Time.
Forget Demigod warriors.
Even for a God King-level powerhouse, it would not be an easy journey.
They were truly worried
that the Little Fellow who had condensed the Ten-Colored Flower would really sink into the Dream-Stacking Space.
The longer time dragged on, the higher the risk was.
The greater the chance that Little Fellow of the Human Race would sink into the Dream-Stacking Space.
"The fact that he could make it to the Thirteenth Floor of the Trial Tower is enough to prove how outstanding he is."
"But the Sword of Time has lain dormant for so many years. I imagine it must be quite lonely."
"Naturally, it won't go easy on him."
"So this trial on the Thirteenth Floor is definitely an extremely harsh selection for that Little Fellow."
"Back then, after Master set up this trial on the Thirteenth Floor of the Trial Tower, he hesitated as well."
"As all of you said, it is indeed far too demanding for a Demigod."
"But if he can make it through,"
"he will obtain the Time Mark."
"To a certain extent, he will control the power of time. It may even pave the way for him to step into the