Mo Su was the son of the God of Creation, possessing millions of years of accumulated experience stretching from the Age of the Gods to the present. Theoretically, it was impossible for anyone to challenge his supreme position. However, Yun Che defied this common sense and became the one and only exception.
"If this boy continues to grow at this rapid rate, he will surely become the supreme ruler of the entire chaotic world. By then, all the rules will be made by him." The Great Wilderness Priest said with emotion.
They had witnessed Yun Che's journey from the initial entry into the Divine Lord realm to his current peak as a True God, and all of this had only been happening for twelve years. It all felt like a dream, and it was hard for anyone to believe that a person's transformation could happen so quickly.
Even in the Age of Gods, there had never been such a heaven-defying figure.
"Yun Che, you have truly surpassed my imagination and are even more powerful than I anticipated. This makes it worthwhile for me to unleash my second sword." Mo Su's voice was as calm as water, without a trace of sadness or joy, yet it seemed to carry with it an unquestionable and irrefutable power. "The 'Instantaneous Tracelessness' you have witnessed is merely my most elementary and superficial understanding of the laws of time. After millions of years of reflection and contemplation, I have realized the even more profound second sword technique—'Eternal Tracelessness'!"
Before he finished speaking, the Sword of Forgetfulness began to spin rapidly in Mo Su's hand. Each revolution of the sword seemed to carry the weight of a long, ten-thousand-year cycle, unleashing a powerful force that, like an invisible vortex, mercilessly swept Yun Che into this mysterious, eternal cycle of time and space.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the figures of Mo Su and Yun Che seemed to be distorted by a mysterious and powerful spatial force, becoming blurred and difficult to see what was happening.
"I never imagined that the Abyss Emperor actually possessed an even more powerful second sword..." A deep sense of helplessness crossed the face of the Wandao Priest. He had once secretly believed that his talent and strength were comparable to Mo Su's. However, witnessing this scene, he suddenly realized that there was an insurmountable chasm in talent between him and Mo Su.
"It seems we've never truly entered his inner world. For so many years, he's been hiding many secrets deep within his heart, ones he's unwilling to share." A hint of desolation flickered across the Spiritual Immortal Priestess's face. Even with her time with Mo Su, she couldn't truly reach the depths of his heart. It was as if an endless sea and mountains lay between them, impossible to cross.
"That's not the case. Perhaps it's just that Emperor Yuan doesn't want us to feel too distant from him." The Great Desolate Priest shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with all-seeing wisdom, as if he saw through Mo Su's thoughts. "After all, as the son of the God of Creation, his strength is already extraordinary, like the unique moon hanging high in the sky, far surpassing everyone else in the world. How can his realm be easily reached by ordinary people? He just doesn't want us to feel out of reach because of this huge gap, so he hides some of his true strength."
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