bioinnovel Chapter 721 The River of Time Returns
Chapter 721 The River of Time Returns
"How is that possible?!"
"What kind of secret technique is this?! How could such a forbidden technique possibly exist within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?!"
The Emperor's gentle and refined face was finally completely distorted, filled with disbelief and unprecedented terror.
For thousands of years, since the day he attained enlightenment, he has been weaving a great web of destiny, treating all living beings in the nine heavens and ten earths, and even generations of invincible emperors, as chess pieces on a chessboard. Since then, his emotions have never fluctuated even slightly.
Because he cultivates destiny and sees the future, everything that happens in this world, whether it is the change of the world or the rise and fall of the greatest talents of all time, has been played out countless times in the depths of his eyes.
He was used to being in control, used to looking down from above at those who thought they could defy fate but were actually just pathetic ants spinning in the circle he had drawn.
But now, in that very instant, his chaotic eyes, which could see through the past and future and foresee endless ages, suddenly felt a sharp, needle-like pain.
In the otherwise crystal-clear vision of the future, a variable that should never have appeared appeared—a terrifying variable that sent chills down his spine and made his soul tremble!
He saw a sword light, a silver-white sword light that did not belong to this era, yet transcended all paths.
In that brief and blurry fragment of the future, the sword light easily tore apart his proud perfect Chaos Saint Body, severed his indestructible ancient bloodline, and even severed his connection with the laws of fate!
As his emotions spiraled out of control, the speed at which the Emperor attacked surged dramatically.
"Die, you wretch!"
Even in that fleeting glimpse of the future, he clearly saw that he had no way to stop the other party from activating that secret technique, and that once the technique was used, it could not be interrupted.
However, as a mastermind who has lived for millions of years and is used to controlling everything, he still cannot sit idly by and wait for his death.
His sense of destiny was screaming a piercing alarm in his mind, a feeling akin to the despair of a mortal watching helplessly as the sky falls, with nowhere to escape.
His intuition told him that he absolutely could not let the other side succeed in launching the attack; if they did, something very bad would happen.
He had to completely eliminate the Flame Emperor, the biggest variable, before that damned secret technique was activated.
The wind howled, the void wailed, and the thick spatial barrier at the edge of the universe shattered like fragile glass under the Emperor's desperate and all-out attack, turning into a spatial storm that covered hundreds of millions of miles.
However, it is clear that once the gears of fate begin to turn, especially the future that is already destined to happen, it is like the mighty river flowing eastward, which can no longer be forcibly reversed.
No matter how fast the Emperor is moving at this moment, the result, which is already fixed on the timeline, has become an unchangeable fact.
Lin Hanzhou stood still, his black hair dancing wildly. There was no fear of death in his deep eyes; instead, there was a madness and determination that made even the stars in the heavens pale in comparison.
The immense life force he had just consumed, derived from the Nine-Colored Divine Phoenix Grass, was surging within his body like a vast ocean.
Each time an emperor lives a new life, his lifespan increases compared to his previous life due to the stability of his Dao foundation and the deepening of his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
The Great Emperor's lifespan in his first life was about 20,000 years, but now, under the baptism of the immortal elixir, he has lived a second life, and his lifespan has directly increased to 40,000 years!
But now, he has nothing to hold back, no hesitation, and no regrets whatsoever.
He intends to fill all 40,000 years of his lifespan into the forbidden secret technique, "Future Star Tribulation."
In that instant, the 40,000 years of lifespan that Lin Hanzhou had just replenished was like dry firewood thrown into an alchemy furnace, ignited by a flame representing the origin of time!
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The instant Lin Hanzhou burned away his 40,000 years of lifespan, an indescribable and eerie pause occurred throughout the entire desolate universe, no, even throughout the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
That was an absolute stillness.
The raging spatial storm stopped in mid-air, and the shattered spatial fragments floated in the void like frozen ice flowers.
Light, sound, and even the most subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air were all completely stripped of their right to flow at this moment.
Time and spacetime fell into absolute stillness.
The Emperor's figure was forced to stop in the void less than a hundred feet above Lin Hanzhou's head.
His arms, which had been pressing down frantically, were stiff as iron and abruptly stopped in mid-air, only a hair's breadth away from Lin Hanzhou's hair, yet it seemed as if there was an insurmountable chasm between them, preventing him from advancing even an inch.
The Emperor's face turned incredibly gloomy. For the first time in millions of years, an emotion called "fear" clung tightly to his soul like a venomous snake.
This development, this absolute suppression that even he, the one who holds destiny in his hands, cannot resist, has completely exceeded his expectations and even shattered his understanding of the laws of the universe.
In the absolute realm where time stands still, all struggles are futile; only consciousness remains painfully awake.
Just then.
Splash splash splash... splash splash splash...
A crisp, ethereal sound of flowing water, yet carrying an infinite sense of weight, suddenly rang out in this void that had fallen into absolute stillness.
The sound of flowing water doesn't act on the eardrums, but resonates directly in the depths of the soul.
It is like the first tide at the beginning of creation, and like the last sigh at the end of an era, containing too much joy and sorrow, birth, aging, sickness and death.
Accompanied by the soul-stirring sound of flowing water, behind Lin Hanzhou's body, which had become as withered and lifeless as a dead tree due to the burning of his lifespan, the void began to ripple like waves.
Immediately afterwards, a vast, shimmering silver river appeared slowly from the void, stretching across the dark and desolate edge of the universe.
It is a long river whose source cannot be seen with the naked eye and whose end cannot be measured.
The river water has a dreamlike silvery-white color, and every drop of the river seems to contain a microcosm of an era.
Upon closer inspection, what churns in the river is not just water splashing, but also the joys and sorrows of countless living beings, the rise and fall of ancient civilizations, and the birth and destruction of stars.
The familiar silver glow, the familiar atmosphere of bygone years, the river of time has returned!