Regardless of the method, it already has the foundation to be ranked among the top in the mountains and seas.
Going further up, there is the third constraint imposed on speed by the laws of physics.
That is, the limit of 0.1 seconds per 100 meters.
Chu Yiran's level of understanding was insufficient, but he had heard his teacher mention it briefly.
The triple lock of speed has already touched the edge of taboo.
Taboos are things that cannot be mentioned or touched upon.
Even kings and nobles who have reached a higher level may not have broken any taboos in the realm of mountains and seas.
But once they reach the rank of king or noble, any taboo they break is no longer considered a taboo.
0.1 seconds is 1 minute second, and within a minute second is a centisecond.
The centisecond is the beginning of the triple lock, and also the gateway to the forbidden realm.
Chu Yiran didn't know the exact speed of the Dark Buddha that had transformed into before sinking, but his teacher had told him that there was a very simple way to judge the speed of forbidden areas.
When you experience the illusion that time and space have frozen, it means that you are already in the forbidden territory of the spellcaster.
So Chu Yiran tried hard to open his eyes wide and breathe rapidly... He wanted to do something to prove that everything in front of him was just an illusion.
Yes, he wished it were all an illusion.
Because the waves in front of him seemed to have frozen—no, actually they hadn't.
Upon closer inspection, the waves were still surging, falling, and splashing, but their speed seemed to have been slowed down a hundred or a thousand times, making them practically still!
Even more so, Chu Yiran was simply passively accepting everything she perceived.
He saw phantoms and blood mist, but his sluggish thinking prevented him from immediately understanding what had happened.
After what seemed like an eternity, amidst Chu Yiran's agonizing fear and confusion, the waves suddenly accelerated before her eyes and finally receded back into the river.
Splash!
Many small, blood-stained items fell onto Chu Yiran.
He subconsciously touched it, and then his expression changed. The immense fear that had been delayed finally overwhelmed him at this moment, becoming the last straw that made him collapse onto the rocks with a thud.
"How could there be such a dark Buddha in this world... This is impossible, he... what exactly is he..."
Wu Dan, trembling, stood there blankly, staring at a certain spot, muttering nervously.
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