Kang doesn't understand why time exists in this world.
But it seems like something that cannot be touched by this world.
But he had no choice. With the hope of saving Ni, he still chose to go on this path until the end.
This is his helplessness, but also his choice.
If I can't save my old friend, then even if I die of old age, what's the harm?
At this moment, Kang has placed half of his hope on a certain existence.
That existence is the Great Heavenly Venerable Taiqing Daode.
He hoped that Tianzun would come forward to answer their questions and give them guidance, just like he had done in the past.
Even a little bit would be fine.
Just a little.
He might just be lacking in that one little thing.
"You're old too. So many years have passed."
The voice that Yidakang had been thinking about day and night for these years rang out.
Kang opened his eyes excitedly and looked up.
The Great Lord of Taiqing Daode narrowed his eyes, with a regretful smile on his face, holding his iconic whisk, and just looked at him quietly.
【Tianzun....】
Kang waved his tentacles with difficulty, feeling a little tired, but still a little excited.
He is old, that's true.
But he was unwilling to admit it.
"If you want to take the path of time, it's wrong in itself. Once you reach a certain level, you'll find that it's nothing more than air, fire, or water, something you can find everywhere. It's nothing special."
Deng Ru poured a basin of cold water on Kang.
Is time useful?
That would certainly be useful.
But how high-end is it?
Not really.
Gods like him are immortal.
To put it nicely, it means fishing in the long river of time, transcending the world.
Time is merely a myth made by fantasy novels and ordinary people.
Even as long as your mass and density are large enough.
Like a black hole.
You can make time stop for you.
Of course, it is undeniable that time is a very useful skill.
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