1175: Chapter 350: Opening Heaven Four-fold 1175: Chapter 350: Opening Heaven Four-fold The Rule of Great Sun Tomb distorts unpredictably, with no determined direction, unknown origin, and unknown destination.
A single step may span millions of miles, and ten days of flight might leave you still lingering in the same spot.
The red sun hangs high, bereft of the gentleness that once illuminated the Ten Thousand Realms, now only harboring a violent cruelty that seeks to consume everything.
Su He hides in the shadows.
Under the sunlight of the Great Sun Tomb, death is certain—even if Su He is unafraid at the moment, he still dislikes the sensation of scorching blades scraping against his body.
The Star Ring unfolds, encircling him.
Su He leaps towards the center of the Star Ring, and the scenery changes instantly to that pure white space, with the barrier of space-time behind him and the River of Time ahead.
This time, the River of Time doesn’t change continuously but maintains the shape of a galloping horse, rushing forward.
However, its endpoint is not a place, but time itself.
From 730,000 years ago all the way to 730,000 years hence.
It’s peculiar, swimming against the current requires tremendous energy, while going downstream merely requires jumping into the River of Time.
Su He slowly exhales and walks towards the galloping horse, leaping and landing squarely on it.
Time traveling merely requires Su He to approach the River of Time, not necessarily to ride upon it.
Su He is simply in a somber mood, just looking for a bit of amusement.
As the white horse trots, Su He broods.
The Toad stays within his Intention Orifice and does not come out, either grieving over the loss of many treasures or troubled by the farewell.
As the white horse gallops, Su He suppresses his deep feelings, forcing himself to understand the Power of Time.
No place offers contact with the Power of Time quite like the River of Time does.
Here, it feels like the Origin of Time itself, instigating uncontrollable growth in his understanding of time.
White Spirit could leave behind time-related Divine Skills.
Su He suspects that girl must have encountered the River of Time before.
After all, his first travel through time and space was orchestrated by her hands alone.
Her understanding of time far exceeds that of Su He.
If there’s a chance, he would take both Ji Feixue and Su Huanian to tour the River of Time.
No need to traverse any particular era, just letting them repeatedly come into contact with the River of Time would deepen their understanding and acceptance of it to a certain degree.
That would give them an upper hand against any adversary.
Lost in these erratic thoughts, Su He suddenly feels something strange in his body, the mark on his forehead appears, transforming into the imprint of the Gujing Pavilion Buddha’s Son, and his head is engulfed in an intense Buddha light.
Su He frowns.
He assumes only the identity of Gujing Pavilion Buddha’s Son, yet he possesses no Buddhist cultivation—where does this Buddha light come from?!
As he is shocked, a voice emerges.
“Amitabha Buddha, has it been a thousand years already?
Most excellent, most excellent!”
Su He’s hairs stand on end, and he prepares for a confrontation.
With a flash, he lands in front of the horse, but the Buddha light does not follow him and instead remains on the horse’s back.
Under the Buddha light, a figure slowly coalesces.
Seated in a lotus position on the Lotus Buddha Platform.
The Free Bodhisattva!
Just appearing, he is still translucent, yet already looking at Su He with a compassionate smile: “Su Benefactor, it’s been a thousand years since we last met.
I trust all is well…”
Illness…
Before he could finish, he is struck as if by a heavy hammer, blasted away with a thunderous crash.
His freshly coalesced form becomes instantly ephemeral.
As he looks down at the galloping white horse, his eyes filled with tranquility swiftly turn into raging waves.
Time!
It is the most fundamental consolidation of Time!
“The River of Time!” Even for the Free Bodhisattva, a venerable sage of ten million years, this moment nearly brings his spiritual heart to collapse.
He has never seen the River of Time, nor, apart from the natural Power of Time between heaven and earth, has he ever seen a cultivator who could wield the Power of Time.
Time is a forbidden zone for cultivators.
Su He is the first he has seen to trespass into this forbidden zone.
Haven’t eaten pork, yet not seen the pig run?
Even if weaker, he belongs among the ranks of Immortal Sovereigns in this era.
If in Ancient Times, being proved as Immortal Sovereign would be absolutely certain, and among Immortal Sovereigns, he would not be the weakest.
With a foundation of ten million years, he recognizes at a glance what the white horse is.
Immediately, the Free Bodhisattva, regardless of his ethereal body, extends a finger forward, and the seat beneath him transforms into a budding lotus, enveloping and protecting him.
One after another, Buddha Seals fall upon the lotus, desperately resisting the assault of time, only then does he have a moment to look towards Su He.
It’s not that a thousand years have passed since he last saw Su He, but rather that Su He has dived into the River of Time, and in a blink, a thousand years have passed, hence he awakened.
The Free Bodhisattva resists the assault of time with all his might, his eyes slightly narrowed: “A visitor from the future!”
He thought he was dealing with a fortunate individual who mastered the Power of Time, unaware that it was instead a visitor carried by Time.
No wonder he had never seen this person before, possessing such talent yet unrecognized—how could such a thing exist, for even the brilliance of a genius cannot be concealed by themselves!
From the reactions of Mystery Huang, it seems that whether it’s the old monk, the White Dragon, or the old turtle, they all know of Su He’s existence.
Mystery Huang indeed harbors a great secret.
Leaving Mystery Yellow was indeed the right move; he was only one step away from being proved as Immortal Sovereign at that time, truly part of the top echelon of Mystery Yellow, yet ignorant of these matters.
Those old codgers of Mystery Yellow never truly considered him one of their own!
Behind the Free Bodhisattva, the Buddha light intensifies, his full effort aimed at slowing the erosion of the Power of Time.
Even in his weakened state, he is an equivalent to an Immortal Sovereign.
As long as he doesn’t approach that galloping horse, he can withstand the assault of time for moments.
A moment of astonishment, then promptly regaining composure, his first thought is how to maximize his gain.
Looking at Su He, his gaze grows even more satisfied—he wants that body even more now.
Su He narrows his eyes slightly, stomps his foot, and sends a palm strike towards the Free Bodhisattva.
This is a Consciousness Body, yet unlike ordinary Consciousness Bodies, it’s a mass of consciousness refined by the Free Bodhisattva into something akin to a Divine God Soul, that instantaneously could become a complete avatar if it had a flesh body.