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The legendary Qi cultivators, they did not fall in the ancient times.

But through the Xuan ancient, Shen ancient... Ming ancient, I don't know how many yuan hui, reaching the prehistoric.

In ancient times, Zhang Ruochin discovered the figures of Qi cultivators and Shaman practitioners several times. To be precise, it was their Nascent Souls and Shamanic Spirits that were incredibly powerful, traversing time and space to enter the river of time, which is why he saw them.

There is no intersection.

He was not attacked by anyone, perhaps he hadn't been noticed, or perhaps he was simply seen as part of heaven's design.

From the ancient times onwards, Zhang Ruochin would always encounter various interceptions and attacks as he journeyed forward.

Besides these, he didn't know anything else.

After Zhang Ruochin arrived in the ancient times, he was never attacked again.

Because at the end of ancient times, a great calamity broke out, almost all traditions were cut off. Even if Qi cultivators and Taoist practitioners were powerful, after ancient times, they entered the Netherancient era, and the rules of heaven and earth changed. They also declined.

The three gates of Kunlun Realm first appeared in the late period of ancient times, defeating the declining ancient witches and cultivators.

After passing through the ancient upper, middle, and lower periods, Zhang Ruochen never saw the figures of human cultivators again on the river of time.

After the ancient times came the prehistoric era.

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Of course, during the ancient times, there were also powerful human beings born who could challenge the top powerhouses of all races.

For example, "Ancestral Master".

Whether the existence of the Ancestor of Humanity can be ascertained is beyond our reach. However, at least his legend persists through the ages, interwoven with various tales and stories. Some even claim he was the first cultivator to master both time and space.

Across the eras of ancient times, we arrive at the primordial age.

Finally, Zhang Ruochin's vision was no longer limited to a single river of time.

As time flowed, the river of history grew increasingly hazy. Upon its surface, a kaleidoscope of chaotic energy emerged, twisting and distorting the very fabric of time and space.

"Boom boom boom."

The temple shook violently, and the cracks on the ground widened.

Zhang Ruochin looked up at the sky, seeing clusters of bright nebulae rushing towards the downstream of the river of time. To be precise, it was the constant movement of Mount Sumeru Temple that created this illusion.

"Unfortunately, at the end of the Primordial Era, planets began to form in the universe and the laws of heaven and earth underwent another change. Those powerful primordial beings were unable to reproduce and almost died out."

As Zhang Ruochin continued forward, he could no longer see the planet or nebulae.

The flow of time became increasingly ethereal. Ancient beings would often fly overhead, their bodies immense and boundless, more awe-inspiring than the phoenix Zhang Ruochin had seen during the late Middle Ages.

After an unknown number of years, Zhang Ruochin finally traversed the ancient times and arrived at Taichu.

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At this time, there was no universe, no beings, not even primordial chaos had yet come into being. Space was filled with various particles and rules.

The space was compressed, the temperature reaching a point even divine beings could not withstand.

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Under the pressure of space and the refining heat, the Xumi Temple vibrated even more violently. Even with a large amount of spatial and temporal principles, it seemed to be unable to withstand it.

The river of time below, still exists, but has faded to the likeness of a shadow.

Looking down the long river of time, Zhang Ruochin finally saw the end of the river.

There, it was pitch black, like a black hole, with no light. But countless particles and rules were ejected from within.

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If it were not for the protection of time and space ninjutsu, even gods who came here would die instantly.

Zhang Ruochin tried to calm his agitated and shocked heart, because he saw that the Xumi Temple couldn't hold on for much longer. He came here not to witness the birth of space and time with his own eyes, but to fuse a first-grade saintly intention.

The holy monk, at great personal risk, sent him here. How could he possibly betray the holy monk's trust

However, the holy monk didn't tell him at all what the connection was between coming here and merging with the one-qi of a saint. Zhang Ruochen felt extremely anxious in his heart but had no clue.

As for his understanding of the Holy Path and time and space, Zhang Ruochin was less than one ten-thousandth as insightful as the Sumeru Saint Monk.

Perhaps the Holy Monk had comprehended the key to condensing a single-pointed holy intention, but Zhang Ruochin was merely a Great Saint who had cultivated for less than a thousand years. How could he possibly understand such profound truths of the world

Zhang Ruochin burst into the hall. He first clasped his hands together and bowed to the remains of the Sumeru Saint Monk before asking, "Holy monk, at the moment of your death, you had already stepped into the realm of Buddha. You must have glimpsed some heavenly secrets and learned the method of condensing a single saintly intention at that moment. That's why you chose me after ten thousand years. Now that we've reached our destination, shouldn't you tell me the method of condensation"

The great hall was eerily silent.

Only the sound of broken walls could be heard.

"Master, it's not that I intentionally don't call you master. It's just that you never formally took me as your disciple. Besides, I've never called you that before, so it feels strange to suddenly change."

Zhang Ruochin knelt before the skeletal remains of the Sumeru Holy Monk, grasped his shoulders with both hands, and gently shook him, pleading sincerely: "Master, we don't have much time left. Please pull yourself together. You are the Buddha, please send me to the west. I don't believe that you, an old man, could bring me here from the future yet lack even the strength to speak a word."

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"Master, are you really going to make me figure this out on my own I'm under so much pressure!"

Zhang Ruochin looked at the meditating and bowing Sumiyasan monk, knowing that the old man had indeed passed away long ago. He sighed sadly, loosened his hands, and said: "I asked for too much. I'm sorry, Master, for disturbing you!"

Zhang Ruochin bowed once more and walked out of the hall.

The space ahead was squeezed even tighter, with particles densely packed. The Sumeru Temple swayed constantly and had already stopped.

The ground was covered in cracks.

The walls of the ancient temple kept crumbling.

Zhang Ruochen put away the Rainbow Vine grown from the Star Soul of the Huntsman God, wrapping it in the downwards in an instant. The earth cracked open like a spiderweb, emitting a series of "crackling" sounds.Meanwhile, golden Buddhist scriptures, sutras, and Sanskrit texts flew out from Zhang Ruochin...