The River of Time was more often a defined concept, used to distinguish before and after changes and the process of an action. Below the Dharma Body realm, the slowing of time was closer to the slowing of movement and the senses. Only those who had mastered time-related cultivation methods or attained Creation could truly sense the existence and surge of that illusory River of Time.
At that moment, Su Meng was like a stone fixed within the River of Time, unique and unparalleled. Borrowing the ripples caused by its own passage through him, he allowed time—abstract in meaning yet illusory in substance—to faintly manifest before the eyes of the world.
This was... Even the gaze of the single-minded Master Lu and the Taishang Forgetfulness Su Wuming flickered slightly, as if they had made some guesses.
In He Qi's eyes, the sensation was somewhat different. To him, Su Meng was like a source—the source of all things. He did not need to directly target other things; by making even the slightest change to himself, he could exert far-reaching influence. The inability to detect him before approaching the secret chamber, and the crystal clarity when he knocked on the door, could not both be explained by concealing his aura.
What special cultivation method was this? Or was he like Su Wuming, possessing a Legendary Trait upon first proving the Dharma Body? A Legendary Trait different from those of Master Lu and Su Wuming?
True Person Yunhe first secretly sighed over how the little fellow who once needed his old grandpa's help had become a true immortal. Then he knitted his brows. This feeling, this manifestation—it seemed he had seen a record of it in some ancient text!
Suddenly, something stirred in his heart, and a phrase surfaced in his mind:
"Cause