The Time Long River was boundless, ethereal and illusory, with nothing to anchor oneself to. Within it, He Mu experienced ten thousand years in an instant, almost forgetting the passage of ages altogether and becoming one with time itself.
This state was, in fact, extremely dangerous. Immersed in it, He Mu had all but reached the brink of Dao Dissolution. One careless moment would leave him dead and his Dao extinguished.
Even though He Mu had long since established himself in the Immortal Dao and transcended the shackles of lifespan, it was of no use now-the contamination and erosion of time came from the very root of a living being. No matter how transcendent someone was, it was difficult to resist a threat that arose from their roots.
It could only be said that even though He Mu had now reached the apex of immortality, a supreme powerhouse comparable to a flawless Immortal King, he remained insignificant before the endless torrent of time.
Ultimately, in this world, only those who truly stood supreme over the Myriad Heavens were qualified to begin rising above time and become players at the board.
Everyone else, whether Immortal Kings and Dao Ancestors or mortals of the mortal world, was no more than an ant before time itself.
Within the Time Long River, He Mu, who had already forgotten the passage of time, sat cross-legged in the river. Five-colored radiance enveloped him as he slowly traveled upstream.
By now, he had almost merged with the Time Long River. Even his own Great Dao was being constricted and eroded by time's mighty power. His situation had become perilous in the extreme. The contamination of time was absolutely not something an Immortal King could withstand!
If he did not wake soon, He Mu might truly be