The river of time could also contain the imprint of the truesoul.
Even if an immortal was killed and died, they could still use the True Spirit Imprint to be reborn in the past or at some point in the future.
"I actually entered the River of Time!"
Wang Xuan sighed with emotion. He thought of the immortals in the Primordial World from his own situation.
"When I was a Golden Immortal, I dreamed of the River of Time. At that time, I was able to break through the gap in time and enter the river.
Unfortunately, I didn't know that this was the River of Time at that time. I missed the opportunity and was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep.”
Now that he thought about it, the sound of flowing water that lingered in his ears was the River of Time reminding him: Silly girl, come and swim in the river of time.
"The Immortals of the Wilderness all have inheritances. They will definitely enter the River of Time at the first moment.
It was said that a Perfected Golden Immortal could transcend the river of time and fuse all the past, present, and future into one.
He wanted to achieve a state where there was no past, no present, and no future.
Their truesoul imprints were all over the river of time. As long as the river of time was immortal, they would exist with it.
Quasi-Sages and Sages were even stronger than Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. Their methods were unimaginable.
The Wilderness is too terrifying. I'm a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, so I'd better be careful.
Without attaining the Great Overarching Dao Fruit, he would never take half a step out of the Daomark Palace.”
Wang Xuan once again realized how small he was. He controlled his divine sense to leave the River of Time and return to his physical body.
The sound of flowing water stopped.
It didn't stop ringing.
Wang Xuan had entered the River of Time once, so he knew how to control the sound of the flow of time and how to enter and exit the River of Time.
He could break through the time gap at any time and enter the river of time.
However, he did not want to enter the River of Time frequently.
Unknowingly, two thousand years had passed.
However, he felt that he had only stayed in the river of time for a short while and had returned to the past.
"Entering the River of Time once, two thousand years have passed. It is even more terrifying than the dream of a hundred years.
It was as if he had traveled from more than 2,000 years ago to the present.
Oh no, I promised to give Grand Wizard Dijiang a tattoo, but I delayed it for more than two thousand years. He won't think that I went back on my word, right?”
Wang Xuan no longer lamented the passing of time in the river of time and hurriedly ran into the hall.
Houtu and Emperor Jiang had not left yet.
They had waited in the hall for more than two thousand years, so they were not in a hurry.
Two thousand years was just a short moment for the Ancestors of Sorcery who had lived for millions of years.
The two of them whispered to each other.
"Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan has been resting for more than two thousand years and has yet to wake up. It seems that the tattoo has consumed a lot of his energy.”
" Of course. The laws of the Sorcerer Tribe are predestined, but Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan forcefully changed them and defied the heavens.
Big brother, his tattoo is very important to the witch tribe, but we can't ask for it without restraint.”
"I understand. Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan's tattoo has truly broadened my horizons.
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not do what he did.
The Great Dao that Hongjun taught was useless to the Sorcerer Tribe. They could not even understand it.
Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan's tattoo could allow the Shamans to break through the Pangu Body Creation Technique and gain control of other nomological powers.”
As they were chatting, Wang Xuan ran in.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Seeing Wang Xuan apologize, Emperor Jiang was terrified.
"Fellow Daoist, it is only right for you to wait a thousand years for us Shamans to get tattoos.
Did Fellow Daoist have a good rest? If not, I can still wait."
Wang Xuan was speechless.
Was the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space so approachable and understanding?
"I've already rested. I'll give you a tattoo now.
What kind of tattoo do you want?"
Just as Wang Xuan had expected, Emperor Jiang, like Houtu and Hou Yi, let Wang Xuan make the decision.
"Can't the witch race use their own brains?”
Wang Xuan cursed in his heart as he thought about the tattoo plan.
Emperor Jiang was the head of the Ancestral Magi. This business was very important and had to be done well.
If they messed up, it was very likely that they would lose the source of customers for the entire Sorcerer Tribe.
"He's the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space, so he has to come up with a pattern related to space.”
Scenes flashed through his sea of consciousness.
"Eh, this is not bad."
It was a picture of a fungus that had hypnosis all over the universe.
Wang Xuan was instantly inspired.
"Among the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots in the Wilderness, there is the Space Willow, which is also the main body of Immortal Yang Mei.
He could replace the fungi hyphaes with willow roots, the universe with the chaos galaxy, and then engrave spatial doors and other space-related patterns.”
Wang Xuan completed the tattoo in his sea of consciousness.
This pattern was even more brilliant and gorgeous than Hou Yi's Arrow Meteorite River, and even larger than Houtu's Buzhou Mountain pattern.
After adding in the details, Wang Xuan mixed the paint and began to tattoo.
The tattoo pen broke Emperor Jiang's body bit by bit. Emperor Jiang was as scared as Houtu, who had just gotten a tattoo.
Wang Xuan was extremely focused the moment he started tattooing. He ignored everything around him and only saw the tattoo pen and the tattoo.
Houtu stood at the side, quietly watching Wang Xuan's tattoo.
The Daomark Palace was silent.
On the other hand, the Purple Cloud Palace was extremely lively in the chaos above the nine heavens.
3,000 years passed quickly during Hongjun's second sermon.
Under the jade bed, waves of majestic aura rushed up.
The golden lotuses and flowers formed by spiritual energy surged into the bodies of the immortals who were listening to the Dao.
"Hahaha, I've succeeded!”
"I also cut out a Good Separation and obtained the Quasi-Divine Dao Fruit.”
"The Daofather's Three Separations Dao is truly profound.”
The vast majority of the three thousand Purple Cloud Palace's Red Dust Guests had successfully severed their Good Corpses.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, and other outstanding figures had all successfully severed their corpses.
After celebrating for a while, the immortals thanked Hongjun together.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for imparting the Great Dao and helping us become Quasi-Sages.”
"This lecture is over. After a thousand years, I will lecture on the path of the Sage.”
Hongjun disappeared from the jade bed, and there was another commotion below.
"Dao Ancestor actually wants to talk about the Dao of the Sage!”
"I can't miss the next sermon."
"We also have a chance to become Saints.”
On the futon in the front, Jieyin and Zhunti communicated with each other through voice transmission.
"Junior Brother, we killed the Good Separation and became Sage-to-be. Our strength has increased greatly. We can ask Kun Peng for the treasured banner and the Tree of Seven Wonders.”
Zhunti glanced back at Kun Peng, feeling a little worried. "Brother, Kun Peng has also succeeded in dismembering his body. Without the Tree of Seven Wonders, it will be difficult to break his Kun Peng form.”
Thinking of being swallowed by the giant kun, Zhunti was still afraid.
"Junior Brother, don't be afraid. I was careless and didn't use the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit in time. Moreover, we don't have to fight the Kun Peng head-on.”
"Senior Brother, you mean…to launch a sneak attack?”
"Let's follow Kun Peng and find a suitable opportunity to take back the Tree of Seven Wonders and the treasured banner with a thunderous strike.”
They paid close attention to Kunpeng. Seeing that Kunpeng had already stood up and flew out of the Zixiao Palace, they were about to follow him when they saw Emperor Jun and Taiyi fly to Kunpeng's side and talk to him.
"Why did Emperor Jun and Taiyi look for Kunpeng?”
Jieyin and Zhunti were eavesdropping quietly.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi did not deliberately conceal their intentions.
"Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, my second brother Tai Yi and I have joined forces with some fellow Daoists to establish the Demon Race.”
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