Chapter 1508 - Absolute Saint (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Time valuable?”

Demonic Sound’s eyes gleamed, and she couldn’t help walking toward it.

It was a legendary time valuable. Everyone wanted to obtain it.

Zhang Ruochen held her and said, “Stop walking forward. The flow of time must be very quick here, which is why we can hear the water-flowing sound. Don’t you remember many monks were killed by the time formation when we were fighting for the Merits Record Wall?”

Demonic Sound was dazed. She stopped and asked, “Is there time formation around here?”

Zhang Ruochen opened his heavenly eyes, and he saw the time marks around the sundial, and all the time marks were still very active.

The power of time here was more terrific than the time formation.

Zhang Ruochen and Demonic Sound might’ve aged to death before they could even get close to the sundial.

“Anywhere less twelve hundred feet away from the sundial is forbidden to us,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Demonic Sound said, “You also practice time way, my lord. Even you can’t suppress the power of time here? That sundial is obviously an incredible ancient weapon. If you’re not getting it, you might regret it forever.”

There was no way Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to get the sundial.

However, he knew much better than Demonic Sound how terrifying the sundial was, so he couldn’t be more intimidated by it.

“I’ll try.”

Zhang Ruochen carefully stepped forward and stopped when he was only twelve hundred feet away from the sundial.

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After he took another step forward, time mark spots flew out of the sundial.

Every time mark spot could strip a creature of more than ten years of their lives, and if someone was. .h.i.t by a great many spots, he or she might age to death immediately.

Whoos.h.!.+

Zhang Ruochen performed Sword Technique of Time to knock the time mark light spots away, however, those light spots kept coming at him, and he couldn’t ward all of them off.

After five seconds, Zhang Ruochen was. .h.i.t by three time mark light spots, losing fifty years of his life.

Zhang Ruochen had to retreat. He said, “Impressive, this is impressive. The third-level power of Sword Technique of Time is nothing compared to the sundial. I’ll only stand a chance if I can finish refining the fourth level, Zhoutian Sword Technique.”

Zhoutian Sword Technique was way more intricate than Twelve Hours Sword Technique. It’d take him forever to finish practicing it.

It wasn’t possible for him to take the sundial away.

However, this was the best place for him to comprehend the time way. Perhaps he could seize this chance to refine time rules so that he could become an absolute saint.

Zhang Ruochen gave Demonic Sound an instruction, asking her to guard him. And then, he walked to only twelve hundred feet away from the sundial, sat down, and listened to the flow of time.

The flow of time contained time way, and it wasn’t every day that he could hear it.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen seemed to have recalled something. He took out a Honghua Vine that was six inches long from his s.p.a.ce ring and put it on the ground. Suddenly, a ball of flames showed up around his fingers.

“Can Red Flower Vine really help monks comprehend saintly way rules?”

Zhang Ruochen was also curious, so he wanted to seize this chance to try it.

The Honghua Vine looked like a seven-color diffuser, and it gave out very dim fragrance, permeating the s.p.a.ce.

Zhang Ruochen became much more shrewd when he inhaled that as the flow of the water stream was clearer to him. He could better distinguish the norms and meters of the sound.

“It’s indeed helpful. My senses and comprehension were both improved. It’s an incredible object indeed.” Zhang Ruochen was pleased.

However, the Honghua Vine was an a.s.sistive object after all. He needed to comprehend time way himself.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and listened to the sound closely. Soon, he reached the mysterious realm.

It seemed that he was sitting at the top of the stream, and the water was flowing under him. He then reached out his hand and tried to carry the water, yet the water flowed through his palm.

There seemed to be tens of millions of holes on his palm, and there was no way he could carry the water.

“Is that time? I can’t even capture it.”

Zhang Ruochen stopped trying to catch the time. He concentrated on listening to the sound of water and feeling the melodies of the water as if he had merged with the stream.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly woke up, and he found that he had sunk into the brook almost completely.

But then, he rejoiced.

“I understand now. I need to merge with time first if I want to control it.”

Zhang Ruochen kept sinking, and the water drowned his mouth, his nose, and then his ears, eyes, and forehead…

The time mark light spots around the sundial echoed with the power around Zhang Ruochen, flying toward him.

Those light spots flew into Zhang Ruochen’s forehead and into his lower abdomen, integrating with the time rule in Heaven Pa.s.s River.