They forcibly tore open a space, and once a gateway opened, Daochen pulled the other three straight inside.
The Devil Ancestor did not stop them.
Clearly, they had absolute confidence that Daochen could never escape so easily.
"Step into the River of Time and Space, and you will truly understand what history means."
"You will find your life slowly draining away, everything you have disappearing. As you watch your skin slowly wrinkle and the nourishment within your body dwindle little by little, how could an ordinary person endure that despair?"
Unfortunately, however rich their imaginations were, faced with the terrifying River of Time and Space, they would only lose themselves within the Great Dao.
That was the terror of time. No one could escape its control. Time did not exist, yet it was everywhere.
Daochen and the others charged into the River of Time and Space, as though they had fallen into the history of the Primordial World.
Here, Daochen saw himself. He watched himself conquer the Demon Court and accept the throne of Demon Emperor. Time flowed incredibly fast here; a day could pass in the blink of an eye.
As time passed.
Watching himself grow, step by step, brought a feeling beyond words.
He was watching himself through the eyes of a third party.
In fact, as he had grown step by step, he had made many mistakes, even stirring the Heavenly Dao's murderous intent several times.
At the same time, he realized just how fortunate he had been.
Back then, the Heavenly Dao had already more or less taken control of Hongjun. In other words, it could have made Hongjun attempt a breakthrough at any time.
And if he had truly tried, he would indeed have had a chance to break through within a few years.
Unfortunately,