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Time had always been one of the greatest miracles in this world, and in itself, it could be said to contain supreme, unsurpassed power.
Before anyone, time remained absolutely impartial. It never favored anyone, nor would it slow or stop for anyone.
However peerless your splendor, however unrivaled your talent, as long as you had not entered the Immortal Dao, the scouring of long ages would ultimately reduce you to a pile of bones.
In this regard, an ordinary commoner in the mortal world was no different from an Extreme Dao Imperial Venerable who dominated an age and ruled the Myriad Heavens.
Only true, deathless immortals could possess endless lifespans, thereby taking their first steps beyond time's control and attaining a measure of unfettered freedom.
Yet in the present age, He Mu alone could truly achieve this.
Even Ancient Heavenly Venerables as powerful as Lingbao and Daode, despite having traveled far along the Red Dust Immortal Path, remained more than a step behind He Mu. They could only be described as still on the road.
If even those two supreme Ancient Heavenly Venerables were like this, there was little need to speak of the other Supremes of the Imperial Dao. Only because they now had the Supreme Great Luo Heaven to rely on could the Venerables of Undying Mountain remain in the mortal world year after year, seeking the Dao and pursuing immortality as they did today.
Counting carefully, more than a thousand years had already passed since the Spirit Realm first opened and began ushering living beings inside.
Because of the Spirit Realm's emergence, throughout those thousand-odd years, people's attention had been wholly drawn to that world of the mind, into which they poured so much energy and