Pangu remained locked in his standoff with Kong Wu, staring blankly at Xinyuan's fallen body.
The past was the past. It could not be changed.
Even someone like him, who primarily cultivated the Dao of Strength, understood this very clearly.
But now, Shen Lin had overturned that theory through his actions.
"Disregarding the rules... This is the power of the Creation Realm!?"
Pangu suddenly seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically.
Even beings like them, who had condensed a Creation Body, could not defy the rules.
For someone like Pangu or Kong Wu, even with the most profound mastery of the Dao of Strength, it was impossible to violate the rules governing the movement of power.
Only the Creation Realm could leap beyond the Three Realms and escape the Five Elements.
It could completely disregard the fundamental rules of the Time Dao.
Yet in Shen Lin's hands, the past had actually changed.
This was unquestionably the power of the Creation Realm!
Was it power provided by that Creation Spirit Treasure?
But even if Shen Lin possessed such a supreme treasure, that power did not belong to him.
How could he rely on it to break through the restrictions of the rules?
Pangu's heart was filled with confusion.
Shen Lin gave a light chuckle and shook his head.
"With your cultivation and realm, naturally you don't understand why."
"After all, you muscle-brained fools who cultivate the Dao of Strength can't see that far into the future."
Pangu fell silent, while the corner of Kong Wu's mouth twitched slightly.
Shen Lin raised his hand, and the shape of the River of Time appeared in his palm.
A Möbius strip.
It looped endlessly, with neither a beginning nor an end.
"Within the dimensions of the universe, time is a way of