deltrittennovels Chapter 377 Comprehending the Great Dao of Time
Chapter 377 Comprehending the Great Dao of Time
"call……"
Lin Hanzhou took a deep, greedy breath.
In an instant, a cool sensation rushed from my nasal cavity to the top of my head, then transformed into a warm current that flowed through my limbs and bones.
Every pore on his body seemed to be rejoicing, and a feeling of indescribable comfort emanated from the depths of his soul.
"Truly a divine elixir..."
Lin Hanzhou looked at the jade bottle in his hand, his eyes filled with amazement.
"Just one sniff has such miraculous effects."
This is the true value of being ranked number one in the Great Thousand Worlds of the Samsara Palace.
A single bottle of [Immortal Essence Pill] is enough to drive ninth-tier powerhouses across countless realms mad, even to the point of triggering an interdimensional war.
However, after his initial amazement, Lin Hanzhou shook his head with some regret and put the cork back on.
"What a pity."
"Although my combat strength is comparable to that of a ninth-rank cultivator, my cultivation level is still stuck at the tenth level of the eighth rank. Although my physical body is strong, it has not undergone a thorough baptism by the laws of the Great Dao, and it cannot withstand the violent immortal energy contained in this Immortal Essence Pill."
He knew very well that this thing was now both a treasure and a deadly poison to him.
If you force yourself to take it now, the only outcome will be that you explode and die, leaving not even ashes behind.
"However, just because it's not usable now doesn't mean it won't be usable in the future."
Lin Hanzhou carefully placed the jade bottle into the deepest part of his system space, a confident smile curving his lips.
"At my current rate of growth, coupled with the assistance of [Primordial Unity] and the River of Time within me, I will surely reach the ninth rank in my next dream journey!"
"At that time, this bottle of Immortal Essence Pill will be my greatest reliance in breaking through to the 'Pseudo-Immortal' realm. Even in all the myriad realms, a Pseudo-Immortal is a true giant."
Having figured this out, Lin Hanzhou stopped worrying and turned his attention back to his system panel.
Besides the elixir of immortality, he also had a huge fortune that he had not yet settled.
That was the feedback from his cultivation accumulated in the dream world through the golden talent [Backstab].
"system."
Lin Hanzhou silently recited in his heart.
"Check the cultivation feedback and storage status of the talent [Backstab]."
[Ding! Querying the host's talent data...]
The system's voice remained calm and mechanical:
[Query complete.]
[The current amount of cultivation points stored by the talent "Backstab" is average.]
[Special Note: This feedback only includes what remained after the host advanced to the eighth rank, tenth level.]
After hearing the system's explanation, Lin Hanzhou suddenly understood. In other words, it wasn't something his future self had done; it was just alright.
Immediately, Lin Hanzhou took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared to begin polishing the first Dao mark.
He first waved his hand and took out the immortal sword that he had already refined from the system space.
【The Demon-Slaying Immortal Sword (Incomplete)】
"Buzz!"
As soon as the broken sword appeared, it emitted a clear sword cry, as if it were showing goodwill to its new master.
Despite the sword's damaged and rusty state, the sharp sword intent that had once severed the demon god's body still caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.
Lin Hanzhou gently stroked the rough blade of the sword and whispered.
"I am going into seclusion to comprehend the Great Dao, and I do not wish to be disturbed during this time. Protect me, and don't let even a fly get in."
"Buzz—!"
The Demon-Slaying Immortal Sword trembled again, then flew up on its own, hovering three feet above Lin Hanzhou's head.
A faint blue sword curtain descended, enveloping Lin Hanzhou entirely.
This sword barrier appears as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is actually incredibly sharp.
On this blue planet, unless a true immortal descends, even a ninth-order powerhouse would be left with half a life.
"very good."
Seeing that his safety was assured, Lin Hanzhou completely let down his guard.
He slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind, and his consciousness instantly sank into his inner world.
Within his inner world, the mysterious and unpredictable illusory river of time still flows quietly.
The silvery-white river flows ceaselessly, its source and end nowhere in sight.
Each wave seems to reflect countless fragments of the past, present, and future.
Lin Hanzhou's soul transformed into a small golden figure, hovering above the river.
Even as the master of this supreme river, he still felt a deep sense of awe.
"Time...what is time?"
Is it passing by? Is it stillness? Or is it reincarnation?
Lin Hanzhou's soul slowly sank, cautiously touching the icy river water.
In an instant, countless insights about time flooded into his mind like a tide.
For an ordinary cultivator, it might take a hundred years of seclusion to observe the blooming and withering of flowers and to experience the vicissitudes of life before they can even scratch the surface of the laws of time.
But Lin Hanzhou was different; he simply brought the "answer" to his own home.
He immersed himself in "time".
These unparalleled advantages are practically cheating.
"I've found it...that feeling."
As his understanding deepened, Lin Hanzhou gradually entered a profound state.
He seemed to transform into a drop of water, merging into this long river, rushing forward with the torrent of time, witnessing the rise and fall of all things.
Gradually.
Deep within his soul, a point of silvery-white light began to condense.
That was the rudimentary form of the power of laws.
He needs to use his will to compress and refine this invisible power of law little by little, and finally engrave it on his soul, forming the first one that belongs to him—the Time Dao Mark.
Time slips away quietly during cultivation.
one day……
Two days...
Three days...
For the past three days, Lin Hanzhou remained motionless, like a statue.
His breathing became extremely weak, and even stopped at one point.
However, upon closer inspection, one would notice a strange distortion in the flow of time around him.
Sometimes, a single hair of his would float in the air for a full ten minutes before landing;
Sometimes, he seemed to have lived through countless years; although his clothes were brand new, they exuded an ancient and weathered aura.
The Demon-Slaying Immortal Sword remained faithfully suspended to the side, emitting a faint, cold light, guarding its master's transformation.
Until late at night on the third day.
Lin Hanzhou's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, as if he had encountered some great obstacle.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly.
Within the inner world.
The silvery-white "time mark" that was about to take shape was now violently vibrating.
"Give me... Ning!"
Lin Hanzhou mobilized all his mental power, attempting to forcefully compress that last bit of law into the Dao mark.
However, at that crucial moment...
"collapse!"
A sharp crack, like a bowstring snapping, exploded deep within his soul.
The Dao trace that was about to be perfect suddenly shattered without warning, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the soul.
"puff!"
In reality, Lin Hanzhou suddenly opened his eyes, his face flushed, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, which he forced down.
"Failed again..."
"This is the seventh time!"
The light in Lin Hanzhou's eyes dimmed, replaced by deep confusion and frustration.