Shen Lin's expression changed the moment he saw this scene.
As a cultivator who had grasped a little of the Time Dao, he naturally understood the concept of time very well.
Time was, in fact, a reflection of how things changed.
Just as seeds took root and sprouted, and objects rotted and weathered, it was this series of changes that gave time its meaning.
However, such changes could only continue forward.
A plant that had grown tender shoots could not possibly change by retracting them and returning to the state of a seed.
Change was unbroken and continuous.
Yet the River of Time had now, under the influence of those two mighty beings, become a constantly revolving Möbius strip.
And in the place where Shen Lin currently was, the Time Dao had also undergone a peculiar change.
The shattered Time Dao resembled ropes broken into section after section.
The trend of its flow had changed, causing the flow of time here to be completely different from that of the outside world.
This meant...
"This Daoist temple might once have been the battlefield of those two as well?"
The old man in the projection muttered to himself, voicing the guess in Shen Lin's heart.
The laboratory in the projection then changed.
It seemed that the point the old man had discovered was extremely important to the Empire.
Shen Lin watched as the decorations within the laboratory changed, with the various experimental devices transforming bit by bit.
Clearly, the Empire had increased its resource investment in this research facility.
Its research into Mengxi Daoist Temple had also become more frequent.
"Experiment number five hundred and sixty..."
"Experiment number three thousand five hundred and forty-two..."
Time flew by in the projection. The changes in the researchers alone showed how much effort the Empire