Three-Slash Sword Mark, One Hundred Million Points! The Sword of Time was somewhat speechless.
This kid.
Wasn't he supposed to be manipulated by it, then leave full of excitement and honor?
His temperament was quite good.
Under such glory, he was actually still thinking of asking it for benefits.
It showed that this boy possessed a calm heart that was not blinded by external things.
That was right.
Perhaps it was precisely this temperament that had allowed him to stand out from the Dream-Stacking Space.
Such a trial.
Even its master back then had not had much confidence in it.
Unexpectedly.
Tens of thousands of years later, within these Ancient Chaos Ruins, a little fellow with such monstrous talent had truly been born.
"In that case, even if I damage some of my time origin and give him a small grand gift, that shouldn't be too much."
The Sword of Time pondered slightly.
Crack~
Immediately after.
This Sword of Time, made of a material that seemed like both metal and stone.
Split open with a small crack.
Seeing this scene.
Ye Fan froze.
Could it be.
He had asked for benefits, and now he had made the Sword of Time crack?
What a sin.
Hiss.
That small crack directly condensed into a miniature sword.
In an instant.
Ye Fan sensed an incomparably profound fluctuation flowing around the Sword of Time.
"That fluctuation is... the power of time."
Ye Fan's gaze narrowed slightly.
In the Dream-Stacking Space, he had once relied on time reversal to briefly glimpse the Dao of Time.
And there was absolutely no mistaking this profound fluctuation.
It had to be the power of time.
Ye Fan's eyes lit up.
Could it be.
The reward for clearing the Thirteenth Floor was a treasure related to the power of