Qin Hao knew nothing of what had happened in the Ink Forest Mountains. At that moment, he was in the River of Time within the Time Hall, facing the Time Beast once again.
The Time Beast was immensely powerful, a mighty demonic beast nurtured by the Time Sword Lord!
Had the Time Beast truly attacked him, Qin Hao would have died countless times already. Its attacks every three days were meant to accelerate his understanding of the passage of time.
With the Time Beast's help, Qin Hao's understanding of the passage of time had deepened considerably.
Every time the Time Beast struck, Qin Hao felt as though he had experienced an entire journey from birth to a natural death of old age.
Time slipped away, the years flew like a shuttle, and vast seas turned into mulberry fields.
Time truly is terrifying!
Without a sound or trace, it can slay enemies in the palm of one's hand.
No wonder so few Nirvana Lords have comprehended the Time Dao. Such a transcendent Dao is not something ordinary people can grasp simply because they wish to.
Qin Hao had felt the terrifying power of time. Over these days of contemplation, he had sensed its passage far more vividly than in the outside world, as though time had taken tangible form and was slipping stealthily past him.
No matter what he did, he could not catch it.
Time hurried onward. In the blink of an eye, Qin Hao had spent a month in the River of Time.
During that period, the Time Beast had attacked him ten times. Sometimes, it appeared suddenly while Qin Hao was contemplating and sent him flying with a swipe of its claw. Other times, it approached him leisurely, its eyes gleaming with mockery, before knocking him flying with