The River of Time and Space Stunned Everyone

Xuan Qing stepped into the spacetime passage. Dao Patterns of the Law of Time and Space flowed endlessly around him, some flickering like stars, others surging like mighty rivers.

Each shifting pattern held a truth of the origin of time and space. As they poured into his sea of consciousness, they became countless insights, deepening his understanding of the Law of Time and Space and thickening the Time-Space Dao Resonance around him.

He was immersed in contemplation when the once-stable passage suddenly shuddered violently. The Dao Patterns lining its walls tangled and shattered.

A violent spacetime turbulence erupted from its depths, tearing a huge rift through the center of the passage.

Within the rift, the power of time and space churned like blades. It seized Xuan Qing and hurled him out of the passage, through layer after layer of spacetime barriers, until he landed heavily on the surface of the River of Time and Space.

Beneath his feet lay the near-solid waters of time, shimmering a hazy bronze. Shadows of countless eras and fragments of worlds drifted across the river, while the hum of flowing spacetime filled his ears.

The Law of Time and Space around him was dense enough to take form, yet wild and chaotic, utterly unlike the ordered patterns inside the passage.

Xuan Qing stood on the river as the wind stirred his robes. His gaze swept across this ancient place where time and space began. The turbulence had disturbed his energy, but it settled at once, and he frowned as he sensed the river's unique Dao Resonance.

Suddenly, a quiet thread of intent emerged from the Dao Patterns deep within the river. It made no sound, yet every word reached straight into his consciousness.

It was the will of the river's origin. As countless Dao Patterns