"Is this... the River of Time?"
Even now, Chen Yang remembered vividly his encounter with the Old Divine Lord.
Back then, after he asked himself what his true heart desired and made his choice, the Old Divine Lord had summoned a black river identical to this one before him, then used a method of reversing time to rewind that world.
Yet compared with the black river the Old Divine Lord had summoned then, the river Chen Yang now lay within was far broader and carried far more water.
After entering this river, Chen Yang's consciousness remained clear, but constrained by the laws of time within the River of Time, he was unable to move his stone body.
Splash—
Under the ceaseless scouring of the River of Time, Chen Yang could clearly feel his lifespan draining away at an unimaginable speed.
Fortunately, he was no ordinary stone. He was a stone that had become the master of the Canglan Divine Palace and attained True God status.
In theory, so long as he was not smashed apart with a single slap by some great power whose Daoist Magic reached the heavens, Chen Yang's lifespan was infinite.
Thus, even if he simply lay in the shallows and allowed the River of Time to scour him, it would not inflict any substantive harm upon him.
After briefly considering his present circumstances and realizing there was no danger, Chen Yang relaxed and silently began circulating the Time Erosion Divine Art he had mastered.
By his understanding, since the River of Time was the source of the Light Divine Technique and all kinds of Time Daoist Magic, it was naturally the finest place for comprehending the Dao.
And the actual result after circulating the Divine Art matched Chen Yang's expectations.
Although the Time Erosion Divine Art