There, beneath the Boundary Sea, there actually lay a River of Time that had already passed away.
It was roughly hundreds of millions of li long and ten thousand zhang wide. The River of Time should have flowed with chronology, living and unending, yet now its years had shattered into fragments, its sequence of time overturned. The riverwater condensed from time itself stood motionless, reduced to a stagnant pool of dead water.
It had no beginning, nor any end. This was only a broken stretch of the River of Time.
But... Zhu Rong could clearly sense that within this battered stretch of the River of Time, there was a kind of Great Dao rule that struck straight at the true essence of time!
If he could comprehend the profundities within it!
Cultivating the laws of the Time Great Dao to seventy percent would be no problem!
He might even... be able to point toward the realm of eighty percent!
"This is an opportunity that belongs to me!"
Even with Zhu Rong's state of mind, tempered over countless years, he could not help his heart surging at this moment!
Attainment!
Transcendence!
This was the ultimate goal pursued by all beings of the Prehistoric World!
And now!
His chance to attain the Dao was right before his eyes. How could Zhu Rong not be excited!
"Congratulations, Old Ancestor, your chance to attain the Dao has arrived!"
"My Dragon Clan will produce another Primordial Saint, hahahahaha."
"Congratulations, Old Ancestor!"
"Saint Zhu Rong!"
The Quasi-Saints and Golden Immortals of the Origin from the Dragon Clan and the Aquatic Clan also offered their congratulations at the proper moment.
To show their respect.
Zhu Rong shook his head and laughed despite himself. "This is only the beginning! On this trip to Hongmeng, our Aquatic Clan camp