Chapter 5605: Walking Through Time...

What is one of the greatest powers of time?

Space-time!

It must be one of them.

Throughout the ages, countless creatures have called this power "space-time".

But in fact, space-time, space-time, refer to two powers...

The power of time!

The power of space!

When the two are combined, they will become one of the invincible powers that are difficult to measure, but they are equally great and unpredictable when separated.

Any creature from ancient times to the present, no matter how great your achievements are, can't escape the influence of these two powers.

Even the infinitely great "immortal" who has entered space-time and lived as long as the sky can feel the passage and existence of the two powers, even if he himself is no longer affected.

These two powers can be said to be full of great and profound terror and invincibility!

If you want to comprehend, you can only choose one first.

But now, Ye Wuque wants to use the "Way of Space-Time" as the cornerstone of his physical body, which is equivalent to facing these two great powers directly. Can you imagine how difficult it is?

If Ye Wuque didn't have the unparalleled sacred bronze ancient mirror of the "origin of the sacred law of time and space", he wouldn't even dare to think about it, and it would be impossible for him to succeed.

But even with the bronze ancient mirror, there are still many difficulties.

Therefore, the "enlightenment" state created by the mysterious power provided by the spiritual tide of the Nine-Colored Aurora Lake is extremely precious.

At this moment, Ye Wuque only felt that he was flying!

Floating and fuzzy, not knowing where to go, there was only infinite light in front of him!

But he was in the "enlightenment" state, and his thinking and perception were raised to an unprecedented level!

The next moment.

Ye Wuque seemed to wake up, the light in front of his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he finally saw everything clearly.

At this moment, he was actually cruising in the vast ocean, and there were extremely tiny insects cruising around him.

He also became one of them, a mayfly, a paramecium, and kept moving forward.

Ye Wuque remembered the short life of the mayfly and experienced it personally, until the final destruction, when everything came to an end.

Crack, crack!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque found himself holding a stone high up, hitting a bloody bone in front of him fiercely, hitting it continuously until the bone was broken, causing the tender bone marrow to spill out.

He was immediately overjoyed, and immediately brought the bone to his mouth, greedily sucking the tender bone marrow to strengthen himself and enrich his nutrition.

After he was satisfied, he found that there were strong apes everywhere.

He turned into an ape, trying to survive.

Wow!

The torches illuminated the vast land, and countless sturdy humanoid creatures wearing animal skins and holding rough stone weapons ran on the land, chasing the animals in front.

Ye Wuque found himself turned into an ancient human race that ate raw meat and drank blood.

…

Different creatures, different lives, different results, but they all ended up with the same death.

Ye Wuque kept experiencing and feeling, and he had forgotten who he was.

It seemed as if he had completely integrated into it, just like reincarnation.

From the initial novelty and excitement, to habit, to numbness, boredom, and hatred.

But he still sank into it and could not change.

Until a certain moment.

Ye Wuque, who had ended again, saw the changes in the world, saw the raging waves attacking the sky, covering the earth, and drowning everything.

He saw lightning and thunder, destroying the world, and overthrowing the universe.

He also saw the scarred earth slowly growing new buds.

He saw a seed taking root in the soil, and finally breaking out of the ground and growing into a towering tree.

He saw a great man appear under the towering tree, sitting cross-legged under it, speaking eloquently, preaching the void, and illuminating the ten directions.

He saw the students return one by one and start their own different lives.

He saw the sun rise and the moon set, the weary birds return to the forest, the sun rises the next day, the moon is at the zenith, and finally the night falls.

In a trance, Ye Wuque strolled in the void, strolling through everything he saw, moving forward, not knowing where to go.

But the only thing he knew was to keep moving forward, not to stop, but to move forward.

Until a certain moment.

He seemed to see a mighty river, stretching between heaven and earth, with waves sweeping and rolling up endless waves.

In each wave, there seemed to be countless lives and stories. When a wave fell, it was the end of something.

Standing by the river, Ye Wuque stared blankly at the endless waves in the river, like a decayed statue, motionless.

Gradually, he seemed to feel something and understand something. The trance, vicissitudes, dead and numb mind seemed to have a faint spiritual light again!

The next moment, in the dead and silent void, Ye Wuque's hoarse and old muttering inexplicably sounded.

"Walking through time...riding on a white horse..."

At this moment.

In the outside world, in Ye Wuque's body, the "nutrients" formed by the mysterious power contained in the spiritual tide of the Nine-Colored Aurora Lake that were madly absorbed into his body suddenly began to burn violently and were consumed madly.

Even if the body continued to absorb the power of the spiritual tide, it was still far behind the consumption.

Only if there were enough "nutrients" could the "enlightenment" state be maintained!

Once the nutrients were exhausted, Ye Wuque would immediately fall from the "enlightenment" state and wake up.

At that time, all efforts would be in vain!

Infinitely high and far away.

The Lord of Guangwei Palace slowly said: "There is only half an hour left, and the power of the fourth spiritual tide will end."

"This time it is really a big wave, far more cruel than the previous three times."

While speaking, the Lord of Guangwei Palace said an astonishing fact!

The power of the fourth spiritual tide of three days and three nights is only left with the last half an hour!

Time is so fast!

"Yes, but the sword is sharpened by grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Only cruel grinding can produce real gold. What we want is the real genius and evildoer. This is the only way."

Kong Lao also spoke with emotion.

The others also nodded.

As they communicated, the last half an hour passed in a flash.

"The last half a cup of tea time... The Nine-Colored Aurora Lake has been shrinking the power of the spiritual tide and has begun to calm down again."

The Earth Dragon God spoke softly.

"Next, it is the dormant stage that begins again."

The five beings nodded slowly, and the power of the spiritual tide covering the 432 war zones below has begun to shrink.

The time for the fourth spiritual tide power is coming soon!

But in the East No. 1 War Zone, Ye Wuque at this moment didn't know that the spiritual tide power was about to end.

He still sat quietly, without any changes in his body, still in the "enlightenment", I don't know for him...

He is too late!

The terrible thing of failing at the last hurdle is about to happen!