"Worthy of the name Wu Shi."
Gazing at Purple Mountain, the Void Great Emperor spoke. At his level, even a few scattered clues were enough for him to sense that human emperor's might.
"Let's go. Into the mountain."
At the foot of Purple Mountain, Lin Yue raised his hand. A cold gleam at his fingertip opened the way, melting even time into a mass of chaos that was torn apart. A multicolored passage formed, leading straight into Purple Mountain. He had directly employed supreme spatial methods to enter; he had no intention of destroying the great formations here.
Beside him, the Void Great Emperor looked solemn. He had devoted his entire life to studying the Dao of the void, yet this means of touching time through space with a mere lift of the hand, stirring ripples in time, still shook him profoundly.
"There's no need to be surprised. For beings of the immortal Dao, their words become law. One step further, and their Primordial Spirits alone can roam the river of time and stroll through the Sea of Time, deducing their own timelines through past, present, and future. They possess an innate advantage that makes them all but unbeatable."
Lin Yue spoke. This was also the source of every king of the immortal Dao's confidence-or arrogance. They could perceive their own future karma and eliminate anything detrimental to themselves in advance.
Yet precisely because of this, many Immortal Kings had died within their own calculations. They trusted too much in deductions of what had yet to arrive or occur, forgetting the differing changes wrought by intertwining karma. In the end, their bodies perished and their Daos vanished.
Inside Purple Mountain, the two strolled along, ignoring every killing formation and obstruction. All remained peaceful. Even the creatures within Purple Mountain could