As that strand of Primordial Spirit power linked with the Three Lifetimes Bronze Coffin, the light surging from the Rotten Wooden Box suddenly stopped.
The place sank into an indescribable silence.
"..."
The Primordial Spirit inside the Rotten Wooden Box said nothing, maintaining his link with the Three Lifetimes Bronze Coffin.
Silence, and more silence. It lasted so long that Chen Yao and the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk began to wonder whether he had quietly left, sealing the two of them back inside this domain of frozen spacetime.
"Ah, what a tragedy. Has it really been so many years? So that's how I fell into slumber."
The Primordial Spirit inside the Rotten Wooden Box finally stirred again. His voice was weathered beyond measure, washed by endless time.
This was no illusion! Time truly came washing over them with his words. Chen Yao immediately felt as though heaven's will had slashed him with a blade. Thousands of years of his lifespan vanished without cause, and the loss was still growing!
"?!"
Chen Yao cursed furiously in his heart. What the fuck does your wallowing in the sorrows of spring and autumn have to do with me?! Are you out of your mind?!
These were the true words of an Immortal Emperor: his utterance became law. Moreover, this had been triggered unintentionally. He had not mobilized any of his own power to reinforce it; the rules of this world were simply responding naturally.
If the Immortal Emperor deliberately layered his power onto the verbal invocation of "so many years have passed," this passage of time would not merely make a thousand years elapse within this world in a short span. It would bring the lifespan of an entire great universe to its end in an instant.
Even the Immortal Domain would instantly