Hou Yi had broken through to become an Archmage and grasped three thousand nomological arrows. He was bursting with confidence.
He was eager to test the power of his 3,000 nomological arrows.
"Thank you for your tattoo, Senior. Don't worry, I'll complete your mission. I'll find the Kun Peng and get the supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure back.”
After thanking Wang Xuan solemnly, he turned around and walked out of the Daomark Palace. He shot a spatial arrow into the sky.
The arrow flashed and disappeared through space.
Hou Yi, who was in front of the Daomark Palace, disappeared along with the spatial arrow.
This was the Arrow Evasion Art that Hou Yi had instinctively mastered after becoming an Archery Ancestral Sorcerer.
"Kun Peng?"
When Emperor Jiang heard that Hou Yi had gone to the Kun Peng to ask for a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure, he was a little worried.
He knew Kun Peng and knew that he was one of the best Red Guests in the Purple Cloud Palace.
However, when he saw Hou Yi's Arrow Evasion Technique, which allowed him to travel through space with the spatial arrow, he relaxed.
"I forgot that Hou Yi is already an Ancestral Sorcerer and has mastered the power of 3,000 nomological laws. His strength is already on par with mine and is not inferior to the Kun Peng at all.”
Emperor Jiang felt the joy and pride of an old father seeing his grandson grow up.
The Wizard Tribe's Hou Yi had broken through to become an Archmage from his tattoo and comprehended the arrows of the Three Thousand Nomological Laws.
If Hou Yi gave a five-star rating, he would receive a hundredfold reward.
Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Chaotic Body and comprehending a small portion of the Three Thousand Great Dao.
Wang Xuan's sea of consciousness was filled with the patterns of the Great Dao, and his mind was a little dizzy.
" I just finished tattooing Houtu," he said to Emperor Jiang and Houtu." I'm a little tired. I need to go back to the backyard to rest."
The two Ancestors of Sorcery can wait in the hall for a moment. I'll tattoo Ancestor of Sorcery Dijiang after I'm done resting.
This Innate Five-Needle Pine would be his reward for the tattoo.”
Emperor Jiang saw the mystery of Wang Xuan's tattoo with his own eyes. His heart thumped, and he desperately wanted a tattoo.
He didn't object anymore." Fellow Daoist, please take the Innate Five Needles Pine away. My sister and I will wait here.”
"Alright." Wang Xuan didn't say anything else. He lifted the huge Innate Five-Needle Pine with one palm and returned to the backyard. Before he could plant it, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to organize and comprehend the 3,000 Great Dao in his sea of consciousness.
The 3,000 Great Daos were of all kinds and colors.
Wang Xuan slowly understood. At the same time, his body improved again.
Previously, when Houtu broke through to the Chaotic Godfiend Body, he had already obtained the Chaotic Body once.
The Chaotic Body reward this time was not as good as the previous one. It was only one-fiftieth of the previous one.
However, a fiftieth of the Chaotic Body was nearly a hundred times stronger than the Ancestral Magus Body.
Wang Xuan's Chaotic Body strengthened once again.
The well spring in the courtyard turned into spiritual energy again and flowed into Wang Xuan's body and dantian.
As he comprehended the 3,000 Great Dao, his realm kept increasing.
Intermediate Golden Immortal, advanced Golden Immortal!
When the 3,000 Great Daos in his sea of consciousness disappeared and Wang Xuan completely comprehended them, he broke through again.
Primordial Immortals!
Wang Xuan opened his eyes and smiled.
"It's still Hou Yi who's so awesome. He tattooed him twice, once to become a mortal and once to break through to the Primordial Immortal realm.
He was much stronger than the Demon Master Kun Peng, who did not mean what he said.”
He planted the Innate Five Needles Pine and was about to return to the main hall to tattoo Emperor Jiang when he suddenly heard the familiar sound of flowing water.
It was the sound of flowing water that he heard in his dreams when he was comprehending the Dao.
Wang Xuan looked around in surprise.
He wasn't comprehending the Dao or sleeping, so why was he hearing the sound of water flowing again?
And it was very clear, as if there was a river flowing ten thousand miles around him.
Wang Xuan was certain that there was only one well in the Daomark Palace and there was no river around it.
It was the sound of the strange river in the dream.
"Am I hearing things? His condition is getting worse?"
The unknown river and the inexplicable sound of flowing water made Wang Xuan a little nervous and annoyed.
He used his hands and immortal essence to block his ears, but it was useless. The sound of water flowing could still be heard clearly.
The sound could not only be heard by the ears.
The sound of water flowing could also be heard in his sea of consciousness.
"Get lost."
Wang Xuan punched the air in frustration. He used more and more strength, even using the power of the Earth Great Dao and the power of the 3,000 Great Dao.
The Daomark Palace was a Primordial Dao field that even Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not break through. It was unusually stable.
Wang Xuan's fist that contained the power of the Great Dao caused the space of the Daomark Palace to tremble.
After throwing hundreds of punches, a gap suddenly appeared in the space above Wang Xuan's head.
The sound of flowing water became clearer.
Wang Xuan looked up and saw the river in his dream through the gap.
The surging water flowed away.
Amidst the countless water droplets, a figure could be vaguely seen flashing past.
He was surprised to find that the moment the river appeared in the gap, his consciousness was abnormally active. He wanted to fly away from his body and rush into the river.
This feeling grew stronger and stronger, and Wang Xuan gradually could not control it.
He could only sit down cross-legged and leave his body with his divine sense. He flew into the gap and arrived above the river.
Then, he uncontrollably sank into the river and his consciousness fell into a water droplet.
Wang Xuan felt that this water droplet was very familiar. It seemed to be the water droplet that he had dreamed of turning into in his previous dream.
Water droplets rose and fell along the river.
But this time, Wang Xuan realized that the water droplet he had turned into could move.
The magical rules of the river had weakened the binding force on him.
He could flow down the river or against it.
Curious, he tried to go against the current.
Something strange happened.
As the water droplets flowed back, he " saw " many things in the past.
Hou Yi grasped the power of 3,000 nomological laws and broke through to become an Ancestral Magus.
Houtu and Emperor Jiang came to the Dao-Pattern Palace to apologize.
Zhurong and Gonggong came to capture him but were injured by him.
The past was like a replay, one by one.
It replayed until he had just transmigrated to the Primordial World and became the master of the Daomark Palace.
Upstream, the river was still flowing.
However, the water droplet he had turned into could not continue flowing back.
It was as if this was the limit of his Countercurrent.
After trying a few times and failing to cross it, Wang Xuan gave up and followed the waves.
The past reappeared. Wang Xuan was like a bystander, watching his thousands of years of life in the Primordial World.
As he read, a flash of inspiration appeared in Wang Xuan's sea of consciousness.
He was enlightened.
He thought of the origin of this river.
The River of Time!
"That's right, it's the River of Time!"
Among the 3,000 Great Dao that Wang Xuan had comprehended, there was the Great Dao of Time.
He used the Time Great Dao to sense his surroundings and indeed felt the dense power of the Time Great Dao.
The River of Time, the River of Time, the most mysterious river.
It was like time, omnipresent but difficult to touch.
Just like when Wang Xuan was comprehending the Dao and dreaming, the sound of flowing water lingered in his ears for a long time.
He couldn't leave time, so the sound of water couldn't be dispelled.
It was always there, but it was only a matter of whether he could hear it or not.
The river of time flowed from the ancient past to the boundless future.
Even if the Primordial World was destroyed, it would still exist.
That was because the Primordial World had existed.
If it existed, there would be the river of time.
Every drop of water in the river of time was a living being.
The water droplet evaporated, which meant the death of the living being.
In the river of time, destroying a single drop of water could kill a living being.
Mysterious and unpredictable.
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