“What kind of artifact in this world can control both time and space? If he is not a true god, but just an ordinary immortal, even if he possesses an artifact, it would be difficult for him to achieve this. Moreover, everyone in Nanyue believes that he is a true god, and only you do not agree. Do you think that everyone in Nanyue is wrong?”
Xu Ruohai's vivid and engaging explanation immediately swayed Jiang Mengyue and Li Xinghe. Could Fang Xiu really be a true god?
It's no wonder they were shaken. Anyone who heard about Fang Xiu's experiences over the past few months would find it unbelievable. It was something that an ordinary immortal could not have done. Since he was not an ordinary immortal, he could only be a true god with amnesia.
Fang Xiu, who was standing close to Jiang Mengyue, was preparing to condense the first time Dao mark. He naturally heard the conversation of the crowd. He originally thought that his true god identity was about to be exposed, but unexpectedly, not only did it not fall, but two more innocent people were deceived.
After Li Xinghe and Jiang Mengyue believed that Fang Xiu was a true god, they felt strangely much better, and their fragile self-esteem showed signs of being repaired.
After all, being humiliated by an immortal is a different matter from being humiliated by a true god.
It's like kneeling down to someone, but the feeling is completely different when you kowtow to a primary school student versus a centenarian.
Jiang Mengyue, in particular, suddenly felt that being pressed so closely by Fang Xiu wasn't a big problem, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to have physical intimacy with a true god.
At this moment, Xu Ruohai suddenly exclaimed with delight: "Finally, there are signs of melting!"
He burned it with cyan flames for half a day, and now there was finally a trace of melting on the ice coffin. Although the melting was so small that it was invisible to the naked eye, and he probably wouldn't have been able to see it if he weren't a demigod, at least it had melted.
He must bring out the true god as soon as possible and then kill him. He must not give the true god any time to develop, and especially he must not allow the true god to break through to become an immortal lord.
With his courage, even as a demigod, he only dared to face a true god who was still an ordinary immortal; he was truly afraid of anything higher.
Although objectively speaking, it was impossible for the Immortal Lord to kill a demigod, he was still afraid.
Jiang Mengyue also became excited, finally seeing hope of escaping her predicament.
At this moment, Li Xinghe suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist, you'd better burn it for me too."
Xu Ruohai frowned: "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to waste your time. Even if you can offer the best treasures, you won't be able to sway me. My only goal is to become a True God."
Li Xinghe chuckled strangely: "Benefits? Not only will I not give you any benefits, but I'm also certain that you'll obediently help me break the ice coffin."
Xu Ruohai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his heart filled with disgust for Li Xinghe's rudeness and arrogance. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Li Xinghe laugh and say, "Have you ever thought about this? If you were about to unlock this wretch's ice coffin, and the True God directly entered my ice coffin, how would you deal with it?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Ruohai's expression instantly froze; he realized the seriousness of the problem.
Indeed, if he was about to break through Jiang Mengyue's ice coffin, and the True God simply replaced it with a different ice coffin, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?
His expression was grim and uncertain. A moment later, a cyan flame landed on Li Xinghe's ice coffin.
He was multitasking, melting two ice coffins at the same time, which doubled the time required.
Fang Xiu was naturally happy with this, as the longer the time dragged on, the more advantageous it would be for him.
So he stopped paying attention to the outside world and began to focus on comprehending the traces of time.
He had a deep understanding of the power of time. Whether it was rewinding after death or manipulating time to accelerate and reverse, it was all related to the power of time. It could be said that he had been facing time directly since the beginning of his transmigration.
In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.
By this time, a small portion of the ice coffin had melted.
Fang Xiu's first Time Mark had not yet been formed. He underestimated the difficulty of time, but he remained calm and picked up the Moon Wheel, committing suicide in front of everyone's shocked gaze.
Rewind to seven days ago and continue training.
This time, he took out the Enlightenment Stone.
"Enlightenment Stone!?"
Jiang Mengyue felt the strong Daoist aura in front of her and exclaimed in surprise.
Although she had only heard the legend of the Enlightenment Stone and had never seen the real thing, she was certain that this aura was genuine, because she felt that her recovery speed had increased.
In an instant, the three demigods' eyes lit up with excitement. This was a complete Enlightenment Stone, a legendary treasure that even true gods would covet, let alone them.
Fang Xiu ignored the three of them and began cultivating with the Enlightenment Stone in his hand.
With the acquisition of the Enlightenment Stone, the situation indeed changed. The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand power of time suddenly became clear, as if it had changed from multiplication to addition.
However, this simplicity is only relatively simple. Even if someone has ten Enlightenment Stones in their hand, it is useless to someone who has not had a deep understanding of time.
The basis for transforming multiplication into addition is that you must at least know numbers. This is what makes it easier. Someone who has never even learned numbers is essentially a beginner. For them, multiplication and addition are like gibberish to them, with no difference between them.
But this greatly reduced the difficulty for Fang Xiu, since he had a time base.
A day later, Fang Xiu heard the sound of water.
That was the sound of the river of time flowing. In a daze, he seemed to see a vast river of time flowing toward him.
It was a long river rushing from nothingness, flowing towards the endless, seemingly eternal and immortal, without beginning or end.
The waves of time roll in the long river, and all things in heaven and earth, the changing of the world, and the evolution of the world all take place within it. At a glance, the past, present, and future seem to be all there, constantly rotating.
He rose and fell in the long river of time, feeling the blows of the years, the sweeping influence of time, and the surroundings of worldly affairs.
Ten years later.
He had been immersed in this state for ten years, but for Jiang Mengyue and the others, it was only a moment.
Over the past decade, he has almost fully comprehended all the Time Marks he could, yet this amounted to only about 50,000.
No matter how hard he tries to comprehend the remaining Time Marks, he simply cannot do it. Although the Enlightenment Stone can help people comprehend the Dao, it is based on a foundation, not created out of thin air.
It's like someone who has never been in a relationship and just stays at home trying to understand it on their own. They will never fully understand love; at most, they'll only grasp one or two tenths of it.
Only by truly experiencing several unforgettable relationships, and even entering the hall of marriage, will your understanding become deeper.
Fang Xiu was like that. He still had too little understanding of time and only a few ways to manipulate it. It was like when you first started dating, you only went as far as holding hands. If you asked him to describe his feelings about getting married on his wedding night, he couldn't.
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