Polar God Monarch

Two in a row

In the high-dimensional chaotic space concretely manifested as the River of Time, the River of Time, like a torrential flow formed by countless overlapping scenes, seemed as though it would never stop.

Yet atop this terrifying torrent, which seemed capable of washing away everything and into which even gods could not venture deeply, a figure stood upon the waves, looking down at the surging "river" below.

Every "drop of water" was a scene, a fixed point in time.

Time was not continuous. Instead, it was divided into equal segments, much like the frames in a film.

The blood-colored runes in his eyes moved at extreme speed, while the aura throughout his body fluctuated erratically.

The River of Time was one of the most fundamental origins of a material world. It could be said to be one of the necessary conditions distinguishing a material world from an ordinary planet!

Whether a material world could give birth to a River of Time and merge it into the flow of time throughout the entire domain was the foundation of that material world's existence.

If he did not care about damaging the world and forcibly seized it, Xuan Ye could accomplish this more easily.

But obviously, the River of Time he needed was not limited to this one place. Once his reputation was ruined, things would become difficult.

Here, it was fundamentally impossible to sense the passage of time. It seemed that he had merely watched for an instant, yet it also seemed like eternity. The next moment, as Xuan Ye raised his hand, a strand of "river water" surged upward and poured into his palm.

Before the original torrent could fall into his palm, it compressed and converged without limit, finally condensing into a mass that Xuan Ye closed