That drop of colorful blood looked ancient and mysterious, containing majestic and powerful power fluctuations. Faintly, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious figure sitting cross-legged in it, like a god, giving the drop of blood a strange vitality.
Shi Bufan was killed by Ling Xiao, but this drop of colorful blood did not perish with it. It must not belong to Shi Bufan, but the blood of some powerful being.
"This drop of colorful blood actually contains such a magnificent source of time. Could it be..."
Ling Xiao's heart was shaken, and he began to guess secretly.
Boom!
At this moment, the Compass of Time in the void seemed to feel the power of the seven-colored blood beads and instantly began to vibrate violently, bursting with brilliant light, and the supreme imperial power within it seemed as if it wanted to revive.
And that drop of colorful blood was instantly integrated into the compass of time.
The Compass of Time seemed to have taken some tonic. It instantly shone brightly and dazzlingly. Runes rose up, containing extremely mysterious power fluctuations, which seemed to be able to annihilate the sky in all directions. The scene was shocking.
The powerful force of time intertwined, making the surrounding void seem to be distorted. In an instant, a bright beam of light shot out from the compass of time and directly shot into Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
Lingxiao's sea of consciousness seemed to have been stirred up by huge waves, and the sound waves vibrated like a huge bell. A brilliant scripture exuded an ancient and mysterious light, and the vast true meaning was transmitted into Lingxiao's sea of consciousness.
"Time is a journey, time is a passerby, chaos is immortal, transcendence is eternal..."
Mysterious scriptures sounded, like the sound of heaven, or like the chanting of ancient ancestors, causing flowers to fall from the sky and golden lotuses to emerge from the ground. The surroundings were filled with a peaceful and auspicious aura, and bright rays of light, which were incomparably mysterious.
Ling Xiao's soul was sitting cross-legged in the void. There was a bright light in front of his eyes. It seemed that there was an extremely mysterious figure sitting cross-legged, speaking sweet words and telling the mystery of time and the true meaning of years.
"This is... the Book of Years?!"
Ling Xiao's heart was shaken, and he immediately realized that this was the supreme scripture of the Emperor of Time, the Sutra of Time!
The Great Emperor's classics contain the supreme divine way, as well as a great emperor's lifelong learning. It can be said to be all-encompassing and extremely precious. It is the supreme method that points directly to the way of heaven.
This is also the first complete imperial scripture that Ling Xiao has obtained.
Even though the Taixu Heart Talisman Scripture contains the cultivation method of the supreme heart way, Emperor Taixu is not a true emperor after all, and the Taixu Heart Talisman Scripture has not transformed into a true emperor scripture.
Ling Xiao's soul was crystal clear, emitting a mysterious luster. He was shrouded in the true meaning of the Dao of Time and fell into a deep state of enlightenment.
His body, soul, the laws of the universe, and his mind all underwent an incomparable and bizarre change as he comprehended the Sutra of Time.
The Compass of Time enveloped Ling Xiao, the space and time around him were distorted, and the flow of time also underwent strange changes.
Twice, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...
The speed of time around Ling Xiao was changing dramatically, until it accelerated by tens of thousands of times and reached the limit that Ling Xiao could bear at the moment, and then it stabilized.
The time flows ten thousand times faster, which means that for one day in the outside world, Ling Xiao can practice for thirty years here!
Since ascending from the mortal world, Ling Xiao has been brave and diligent, and his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds. He has grown to the point where he can dominate countless geniuses in the heavens and all realms and reach the invincible realm that looks down on the world. However, due to his rapid cultivation speed, some hidden dangers are still left in Ling Xiao's body.
Moreover, his foundation is still not as good as those ancient geniuses. After all, he has been practicing for too short a time.
If this continues, it will probably affect Ling Xiao's future progress in cultivation and cause irreparable damage.
This time, the inheritance of the Book of Time was also a rare transformation for Ling Xiao, allowing him to gain insight into himself, make up for his shortcomings, and constantly strive towards the realm of perfection.
This is the greatest fortune Ling Xiao has obtained this time when he entered the place where the Emperor of Time inherited his legacy!
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The inheritance place of Emperor Time is self-contained and separated from the chaotic battlefield, so the outside world is not clear about what happened in the inheritance place.
However, the deaths of Shi Bufan and Yuanchen Shengzi could not be hidden from anyone.
"Jiemie, Yuanchen and Shi Bufan all died at the hands of Long Aotian!"
On top of a dangerous peak in the Chaos Battlefield, the Emperor sat cross-legged in the Chaos mist, inhaling and exhaling the Chaos Air. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, emitting a cold light, and spoke slowly.
There were four powerful figures standing around the emperor: a monk in a white robe, a scholar holding a folding fan, a young man in a black robe, and a thin boy in black. The four of them were protecting the emperor.
These four people are Wuxin the Buddhist disciple of Wanfo Temple, Yi Zhiming the Holy Son of Destiny Temple, Jun Wuhen of Tianzhu Sect and the Soul-Catching Boy of Guang'an Sect.
After hearing the emperor's words, the four of them were shocked, with shock revealed on their faces that were difficult to conceal.
"Jiemie, Yuanchen and Shi Bufan all died at the hands of Long Aotian? How is this possible?"
There was a hint of disbelief in Jun Wuhen's eyes.
You know, the Holy Son of Jiemie, the Holy Son of Yuanchen and Shi Bufan, together with the four of them, can be called the seven great geniuses under the Emperor. The strength between them is almost the same. Even if the four of them are slightly stronger, they are not much stronger. And Shi Bufan masters the power of time taboo, which makes them fear him even more.
Now hearing that all three of them had died at the hands of Long Aotian, the four of them were shocked and angry.
"Damn it! Long Aotian is simply asking for his own death. How dare he kill Jiemie, Yuanchen and Shi Bufan? Isn't he afraid of the emperor's revenge?"
The soul-catching boy's extremely harsh voice sounded, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
“Amitabha, Long Aotian’s strength should not be underestimated! Lord Emperor, Long Aotian may be the biggest obstacle for you to become the Chosen Son of Heaven!”
Wuxin Buddhist said lightly, with a smile on his face. He looked dignified and like a great monk.
"No matter what, he has killed the three people of Jiemie, so he is already our mortal enemy! Lord Tianzi, to prevent any accidents, I think it would be better to arrest Long Aotian's old friends and make him afraid to come here and die. How do you think?"
Yi Zhiming spoke slowly, his expression indifferent and calm, but his words made everyone's hearts tremble.
Yi Zhiming actually wanted to use Long Aotian's old friends to threaten Long Aotian. Only someone who knew Long Aotian well would do this. It can be said that he is vicious.
"Hehehe... I think this is a good idea! Your Excellency, what do you think?"
The soul-catching boy smiled sinisterly, and the four of them looked at the emperor, waiting for him to make the decision.
(End of this chapter)