Amid the shifting radiance, time began changing at breakneck speed. Yet even so, that fixed stretch of time had already formed a perfect closed loop.
Even the Bronze Gate fashioned from Zhuanxu's Book could do nothing about it.
Zhuanxu's separation of space and time was an ingenious theoretical deduction.
But the Bronze Gate had been constructed according to the Book of Zhuanxu. Di Fa had witnessed history, seen the fall of the Xia Dynasty.
He had built this gate, which possessed its own unique functions and special means of traversing time and space.
Di Fa had built the Bronze Gate because he knew that, beyond it, his descendant would eventually emerge.
A son from a different period in time. Yet the Bronze Gate had stood for untold years, and Di Fa had never found the person he was waiting for.
When he examined history again, he discovered that history was fixed.
The gate could not reach the "predetermined" facts, nor could it change them.
And so Di Fa had gone mad over it.
Now, the Bronze Gate was doing what it did best.
That stretch of time was wrapped in countless layers of time, and the Bronze Gate was analyzing it.
Through an endless process of stripping, stripping, and stripping away.
This point in time was like an onion.
One layer wrapped around another.
Gradually revealing its true colors.
Faced with this encrypted stretch of time.
Even this gate, a product of Zhuanxu's work that the Xia Dynasty had poured the strength of its entire nation into building, could not open up these layers of time and space quickly.
Zhuanxu's Book was an exposition of time and space based on the understanding of Zhuanxu, that great shaman and King who held the Jade Axe and objects of blessing. Most of