Chapter 2139: Time Stood Still on Red Dust Peak
Meng Chuan strode through the Inner Chaos and entered this vast world.
This world was immense, with countless mighty figures. Schemes spanned past and present, Kings roamed unrivaled, and Divine Bodies could crush worlds.
Supreme Ancestral Gods moved unchecked, wielding divine laws with their Spiritual Sense. A single thought could reach the heavens.
Invincible Emperors lurked behind the scenes, their plans stretching across the River of Time. Cold blood and hot blood, ruthlessness and sacrifice.
The ages were a chessboard, and billions of living beings were its pieces.
No one noticed Meng Chuan's arrival. He had not deliberately hidden his tracks, but neither had he gone out of his way to reveal himself.
The strongest in this world were Emperors, and even they could not sense his arrival.
Mighty as the Emperors were, they had yet to reach the highest realm. How could they perceive Meng Chuan's existence?
The River of Time appeared before Meng Chuan. He strolled along it without looking or making any deliberate choice, stepping into a random stretch of time.
Eternal life was a longing rooted deep in every soul.
Emperors who ruled all living beings, heroes famed throughout the land, beauties without peer, Daoists and Buddhists who had withdrawn from the world—none could escape birth, aging, sickness, and death.
Yet the world was vast, and miracles would always erupt amid the mortal world. Given enough chances and enough time, every impossibility could become possible.
Laozi, Zhuangzi, Bodhidharma, Zhang Sanfeng...
Merlin, King Arthur, Odin, Zeus...
These names gradually passed into myth, giving people reason to believe that eternal life was not absurd, nor wholly impossible.
On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, beneath a full moon, Lan Nuo, the Goddess and a Heavenly Prodigy of her