Difference in Time Flow

Thinking of this, Luo Zhe's eyes suddenly lit up, a dazzling brilliance shining within his pupils.

Although such a move was somewhat risky—if he messed it up, it would be a disaster—it was still better than being trapped here and waiting passively for death.

Better to treat a dead horse as if it were alive!

Action followed thought!

Luo Zhe turned over and sat cross-legged, taking several deep breaths to steady his mindset. He closed his eyes, placed his palms one over the other against his dantian, and focused his consciousness on sensing every subtle change within.

Whoosh!

A familiar suction force appeared once more. Before Luo Zhe could even react, he was plunged back into a state of semi-blindness, the world turning gray before his eyes. When he felt his vision return, he was back.

Before him stood the familiar rooftop, the blue sky and white clouds, and in the distance, the faint, jagged silhouette of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall building.

He really was back!

Luo Zhe clenched his fist, suppressing his excitement, and tremblingly reached for his dantian again to sense the presence of that suction.

Whoosh!

Luo Zhe's figure vanished from the rooftop once more.

Whoosh!

Less than half a minute later, Luo Zhe reappeared in the exact same spot. An indescribable smile hung on his face, his mouth nearly stretching to his ears.

He could truly enter and exit that mysterious space at will!

With the help of such a mysterious space, he might actually have a chance to touch the War God Level, a realm most martial artists could only dream of!

The War God Level—a terrifying existence capable of unleashing hundreds of thousands of jin of force with a single punch.

Walking through a hail of bullets unscathed, parting water with a blade, splitting mountains with a fist—these were all possible for a War God. What a terrifying existence that was!

It simply transcended the limits of the human body!

It was only by chance that Luo Zhe had learned from the internet that beyond the common Warrior Level and the rare War General Level, there existed the extremely elusive War God Level.

Every War God was a super-soldier, capable of walking freely through gunfire and taking the head of an enemy general amidst a million troops. Even when facing Lord Level monsters of the same or higher rank, they would not be at the slightest disadvantage.

Luo Zhe knew well that although his talent was top-tier among the students at the martial arts hall, looking at the entire Jiangnan Base City, and indeed the whole world, there were countless others with better talent than him.

Take the genius high schooler Luo Feng in the neighboring Yi'an District; it was said he already possessed a punching force of nearly 800 kilograms. With two more years of training, he would easily become a prospective martial artist before the age of 20.

A 20-year-old prospective martial artist was a top-tier genius, even in the entire Jiangnan Base City or the world at large!

As for Luo Zhe, although he had already become a prospective martial artist and had successfully sensed cosmic energy and cultivated Genetic Origin Energy the very first time he practiced the Five-Heart-to-Heaven Cultivation Method, he knew that a temporary lead meant nothing. If he had no other opportunities, it wouldn't be long before geniuses like Luo Feng would surpass him completely.

Becoming a martial artist before 20 was one hurdle; becoming one after 25 was another. The former represented the potential to reach the War God Level, while the latter, barring any surprises, meant being destined to never reach that level in one's lifetime.

But even for a genius like Luo Feng, without sufficient opportunity, it would be difficult to become a War God in his lifetime.

Potential was, after all, just potential. If it couldn't be realized, or if one encountered a deadly enemy during cultivation, it would all end in a sigh of regret.

The War God Level—a powerful existence that only appeared once in hundreds of thousands—was the pinnacle of global combat power.

Although Luo Zhe had once hoped and fantasized about becoming a War God like the one circulating on the internet who could slay a Great Strength Demon Ape with a single blade, he knew that with his own talent, it would be difficult to achieve.

However, the appearance of the mysterious space gave him hope of realizing this dream!

With this mysterious space and a massive supply of cosmic energy, his cultivation speed would surely accelerate. One day, he too would become a powerful War God capable of cleaving a Great Strength Demon Ape!

Creeeak!

The rooftop door let out a shrill groan, interrupting Luo Zhe's daydream.

"Luo Zhe! You little brat, you're back on the roof spying on people bathing again!"

The voice arrived before the person!

Just by hearing that booming tone, Luo Zhe knew it was Aunt Xiao from the same floor. Every morning between 7:30 and 8:00 was when she came up to hang her laundry.

In the past, Luo Zhe had often come to the rooftop in the middle of the night to cultivate, and sometimes, if he was too tired, he would just find a spot to lean against and sleep.

At first, Aunt Xiao thought Luo Zhe was sneaking up at night to watch the young women bathe, and she would always threaten to call the police to have him arrested.

Later, after encountering him many times, and seeing Luo Zhe's strength skyrocket over the past few years—earning him a reputation at the Jiangdu District Extreme Martial Arts Hall—Aunt Xiao realized she had misunderstood him and even went to his home to apologize.

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the relationship between the two families became much closer, and living so near, they would interact from time to time.

Since then, every time Aunt Xiao caught Luo Zhe cultivating on the roof, she would tease him with that familiar line: "You're back on the roof spying on people bathing again."

"Auntie, look at you, joking again. That's all ancient history; we agreed not to bring it up anymore, yet you're still harping on it."

Luo Zhe quickly stood up and pleaded toward the doorway.

Aunt Xiao was a good person who would help anyone in need, but she had a sharp tongue. If Luo Zhe dared to argue back, he would surely be subjected to a lecture and a face-full of spit this morning.

However, Luo Zhe was puzzled. It was nearly ten o'clock; Aunt Xiao usually left for her business by this time. Why was she still here hanging laundry?

"Auntie, don't you usually leave to open your shop by this time? Why are you still leisurely hanging laundry here? Did Uncle Li finally come to his senses and go help you out?"

Rolling her eyes at Luo Zhe, Aunt Xiao set down the bucket of clothes she was carrying. She began putting the clothes on hangers one by one and hanging them on the line, replying:

"Listen to you. I come up to hang laundry at this time every day. Have you lost your mind, boy? Check your watch—what time do you think it is? When have I ever left before nine?"

"And another thing, if only your Uncle Li would finally come to his senses. He's at such an age, yet he still spends all day thinking about protecting the country and the people, strutting around the streets in that police uniform with a baton in his hand. If something were to actually happen, what use would those old bones of his be? If he doesn't snap his own waist, I'll be thanking the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!"

Luo Zhe was stunned upon hearing this and instinctively raised his hand to check his watch.

The time displayed clearly showed that it was nine fifty-three and thirty-seven seconds in the morning.

However, the implication in Aunt Xiao's words was clear: she had come up at her usual time, which meant it should have been between seven-thirty and eight o'clock.

But that shouldn't be right!?

He had checked the time before entering the mysterious space within his Dantian, and it was seven-fifteen in the morning. He had spent over two hours in that mysterious space before coming out, so logically, the time should have been approaching ten o'clock.

Unless Aunt Xiao was joking!

Then there could only be one explanation!

The time flow in the two spaces was different!

The time flow in the mysterious space was much faster than in the real world. Luo Zhe made a rough estimate, and the ratio was likely around ten to one.

If the time flow in the mysterious space was truly inconsistent with the outside world, then Luo Zhe had really struck gold!

With ample time to cultivate and a sufficient supply of cosmic energy, let alone the War God Level, he felt confident in challenging even higher realms beyond that.

However, his primary goal now was to return to a safe place and test whether the time flow between the two spaces was truly different; he didn't want his watch to be malfunctioning and giving him a false sense of joy.

"Uh, well, Auntie, I won't disturb you with your laundry anymore. I have things to take care of, so I'll be going."

As he spoke, Luo Zhe stood up, grabbed the railing of the rooftop terrace with both hands, performed a tactical backflip, landed straight onto the balcony railing of the floor below, jumped down, and disappeared from the rooftop in a few quick strides.

Aunt Xiao was well aware of Luo Zhe's strength and was long accustomed to these dangerous stunts of his. She shrugged and went back to the task at hand.