After passing through the ancient stone gate, the world before them suddenly changed.
There were no layered spatial wonders like Fangzhang's.
Nor was there Penglai's majestic spectacle of boundless spiritual roots and spiritual veins spreading across the land.
Yingzhou's first impression was—
Quiet.
Extremely quiet.
A silver-white river flowed down from the deepest reaches of the heavens, winding past countless immortal mountains before vanishing at the other end of the world.
The vegetation in the mountains was lush.
Yet the growth stages in every region were completely different.
To the left, an ancient forest towered into the clouds, its trunks covered in aged patterns left behind by time.
To the right, in a spiritual field, countless immortal herbs had only just broken through the soil.
The two places were clearly separated by nothing more than a small stream less than a zhang wide.
Yet their auras of time were entirely different.
The moment Bixiao landed, she raised her hand to sense it.
A few breaths later, her eyes visibly widened.
"Master, time really is different here."
Luxuan nodded.
Yingzhou's Time Dao was far more stable than the outer Time Maze Domain.
But clear differences still existed between its various regions.
In the outermost normal regions,
the flow of time was close to that of the Great Wilderness.
After traveling a million li inward,
one year outside had already become ten years inside.
Going deeper still—
twentyfold.
Thirtyfold.
Fiftyfold.
The closer they drew to the silver River of Time at the center, the faster time flowed.
Zhao Gongming unfolded one of the Twenty-Four Heavens and used the time within that world as a reference. He quickly calculated the difference in one region and said seriously, "One year outside is already nearly eighty years here."
Bixiao's expression turned complicated.
"Eighty years..."
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