Qin He weighed this thought over several times.
Taking long strides, he headed once more toward a location from his memories.
He was searching for that Time Trap.
That place had been strange. Once inside, it was completely empty, yet after wandering around for two hours within, a full six years had already passed outside.
A day in the cave, a thousand years in the world.
What mysteries lay within still required further observation and contemplation.
Yet no matter how Qin He searched, even after employing every means at his disposal, he could no longer find the slightest trace of that Time Trap.
Even when he took out the Planetary Instrument, it showed no reaction whatsoever.
It was as though that Time Trap had never existed at all.
Afterward, Qin He remained there for a full three days. He even chose to sit cross-legged in midair and cultivate for two days, hoping it might appear only at a particular time.
But the result was no. There was nothing at all.
Had he not truly been trapped there for six years before, Qin He might have thought it had been an illusory nightmare rather than reality.
Helpless, Qin He could only turn and leave.
The Time Trap involved the Law of Time.
Time, space, and reincarnation—together, these three formed the foremost order among the myriad laws and were hailed as the Supreme Laws.
Qin He had already begun to touch upon the Space Law and gain mastery of it, but the laws of time and reincarnation remained utterly incomprehensible to him.
For now, finding that Time Trap and tracking its whereabouts was clearly a lost cause.
After that, Qin He went to Floating Mausoleum Mountain.
Within Floating Mausoleum Mountain stood a floating mausoleum that appeared and vanished unpredictably, drifting in and