Green gazed at the river before him, his eyes drifting downstream. If following the river upstream meant tracing the world's origin, then going downstream meant seeing the world's future.
But unlike the past, which was already fixed, the Mystic Realm's future was uncertain. If he ventured downstream, he would most likely run into the Mystic Realm's native guardians.
Turning his head upstream, Green narrowed his eyes. Exploring in that direction wouldn't be easy either. He was certainly not the only one exploring this river. If he kept going upstream, he would surely encounter other lifeforms searching the River of Time.
They would inevitably be enemies, and conflict would be unavoidable.
Once they entered this Spacetime River, everyone could have only one goal: reach its source and obtain the Origin of the Mystic Realm. Even if he stopped advancing, lifeforms would keep streaming into the river behind him, swimming against the current.
"Once you enter this Spacetime River, if you have no way to leave, you can only keep moving forward until you obtain the Origin of the Mystic Realm!"
Green quickly understood the purpose of the river. In the Spacetime River, failing to advance meant death. Once another lifeform obtained the Origin, the river would be completely claimed and run dry, instantly casting everyone else out.
Without Eighth-Level Life Essence, one's power couldn't reach into the past or the future. The moment he was cast out of the Spacetime River, the temporal displacement would grind him away.
"But luckily, unlike other lifeforms, my Spacetime Rule Model is already quite well-developed. I haven't advanced very far, either, and I'm still within the reach of my main body's power. It can pull me out at any time!"
Feeling the connection to his soul still intact, Green smiled with satisfaction. Ordinary Seventh-Level Lifeforms