This feeling is hard to describe.
It felt like jumping into a boiling pool or being in a raging fire, with a burning pain shooting through every part of my body.
When the pain persists for a certain period of time, the body gradually becomes numb.
Before sinking, his consciousness drifted up, looking down at his physical body from a very peculiar perspective.
He could see his hair growing densely, and all his body tissues evolving in an unknown direction. He also saw the Dao Sea surging in wildly, eventually being absorbed into his body...
Until a certain moment, all the changes suddenly came to a standstill.
He watched as his body trembled under the influence of the Time Sand, but when it degenerated to a certain point, it could no longer continue. His spiritual power and Yuan power were the same.
"Is it stuck?"
He was stunned.
According to Gao Zhe, the time sand stored in each of these Time Conch shells has the power to briefly fast forward one thousand years of its own timeline.
But now, only a small amount of the scattered sand has been consumed. According to the scale, less than one percent has been used. The remaining sand is still being scattered, but it seems to be unable to continue to act on Chen Qian's body due to the interference of some unknown force.
Before sinking, it is uncertain what kind of core logic underlies this power that temporarily alters time to evolve itself.
Is he, who is now being accelerated by time and space, exactly the same as his future self, or is this just a deduction based on possibility?
If we follow the second logic, then there is another possibility...
That is, even time and space cannot accurately predict what level of strength he will have a thousand years from now.
But this possibility is a bit absurd. Assuming that time is the supreme power that transcends everything, how can he escape the constraints of time?
At this moment, I felt a little heartbroken.
Once the Time Conch is crushed, it is irreversible. Even if only a tiny bit of Time Sand has affected him, he will not be able to collect the rest of the Time Sand.
In other words, all those huge amounts of time sand were wasted.
Based on the magnitude of the event, the spacetime of the sinking entity itself was at most fastened by a dozen years.
Even though he was extremely confident in himself, Chen Qian was a little uneasy at this moment. If he had only accelerated by a dozen years, would he have the strength to match the corpse of this queen?
Gao Zhe himself was already a mid-stage expert in the Mountain and Sea realm. Even after accelerating for a thousand years, he would only have entered the King and Marquis realm, barely able to put up a fight with Yan Wang Jiang Zhi.
Gao Zhe is by no means mediocre, so Shen Qian was a little unsure.
There are tens of thousands of powerful cultivators in China, but only forty or fifty are kings or marquises. Based on Shen Qian's current understanding, many of them are not from modern times.
A king or noble may not be a powerful figure who can be built up over time.
As he grappled with countless thoughts before sinking, all the sands of time finally ran dry, and all change ceased.
Pulled by an invisible force, Chen Qian finally returned to his physical body.
boom!
Like a rushing river or a collapsing snow mountain, in an instant, Shen Qian felt that the entire world in his eyes had undergone some kind of astonishing change.
The world was filled with streams of light, each a completely different color, yet arranged so smoothly before me.
It was an unusually wonderful feeling.
It was as if all of this was a canvas laid out in front of him, which he could paint on at will.
With him as the center, an unknown distance of space extends outwards, all encompassed within this "canvas".
"field!"
After a very brief moment of stunned silence, Shen Qian realized that this was his domain.
It was a realm many times larger than the corpse of that king and noblewoman!
All the flowing light within was the various elements that filled his domain: black was space, red was fire, blue was water, and the colored particles were spiritual energy...
But as soon as he has a thought, these elements will combine into any shape according to his will.
He is the only emperor in this world!
His physical body also entered a subtle state, with both his vital energy and his meridians and bones being covered with a thick layer of seven-colored light.
Clenching his fist, Shen Qian felt he could kill Lao Liu with a single punch if Lao Liu were standing in front of him right now.
This unprecedented power caused Shen Qian to feel intoxicated for a moment; it was a peak pleasure that no martial artist could resist.
He was already a king or marquis, or rather, he undoubtedly possessed the strength of a king or marquis!
The surrounding spacetime resumed its normal flow.
Youling, who rushed over anxiously, was momentarily bewildered. She didn't know why, in the blink of an eye, everything in front of her seemed different.
But for a moment she didn’t know what was different, until her gaze settled on Shen Qian.
That man... suddenly seemed to have become like a god, someone one could only look up to.
Rays of light emanated from his body, and the blood rain in the world seemed to dissipate like bubbles. The earth, which had been covered with corpses, returned to normal, and even green grass and wildflowers grew in the cracks between the stone slabs.
Without a sound, the domain belonging to the female corpse of the king and nobleman vanished.
It was as if a giant, invisible hand had gently swept across this world, erasing all traces of her.
He then extended a finger and pressed it against the hundred-foot-long embroidery needle that seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth.
Kacha!
Such a tiny finger, the instant it touched the needle tip containing endless malevolent energy, caused the entire embroidery needle to be instantly covered with cracks.
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