"The final step to becoming an Innate Dao Lord is to sail upstream along the River of Time."
"To gather all of one's own timelines."
"To carve out a tributary of the River of Time alone."
"From then on, every fate and karmic bond of a Great Luo Dao Lord will be evolved by oneself."
Zhou Yuan's expression was neither sorrowful nor joyful.
He was exceptionally calm at this moment.
Planting one's Dao Fruit upon the River of Time was also known as Primordial Dao Planting.
Zhou Yuan's primordial spirit and true soul transformed into a mysterious black gleam. In an instant, he arrived above the surging River of Time.
The four directions were called space; past and present were called time.
Above the boundless River of Time, silvery temporal radiance flickered between illusion and reality.
This was different from the tributaries of the River of Time opened by Innate Dao Lords.
The dangers posed by the mother river of time were utterly terrifying.
Even Great Luo immortals could lose themselves here with a single misstep.
They would sink into the years and become Lost Souls.
"The Great Dao gives birth to all things."
"No matter when or where, it always leaves behind a sliver of hope."
Zhou Yuan stared at the River of Time before him, his mind trembling.
The River of Time was incomparably perilous. Even Great Luo Dao Lords spoke of it with great apprehension.
For Grand Unity Great Sages,
even the smallest ripple in the river could drag them under.
By that logic, unless one was an Innate Divine Being born as an Innate Dao Lord,
it would be impossible for any other living being to attain the Dao of a Great Luo Dao Lord.
Because having the true soul of a Grand Unity Great Sage