436: The precious core of the time system universe

In the vast Cosmic Battlefield, Saint Kings who can comprehend the Law of Time do exist, but their numbers are extremely scarce; they are truly rare as a Phoenix.

However, the Time System cosmic core is even rarer. In the entire history of the Blue Star Great Universe, only one has ever appeared.

The appearance of this cosmic core marked a major turning point in the Laws of the Universe and became a supreme treasure that countless Cultivators dreamed of but could never attain.

Because the appearance of the Time System cosmic core represented the possibility of advancing to the Supreme Realm, whereas previously, everyone believed the Supreme Realm was merely a legend.

It is worth noting that this Time System cosmic core was not born at the beginning of the Universe, but appeared only after the arrival of the Dao Law Progenitor.

Before that, the Cosmic Battlefield was still in a state of Chaos and disorder; various Laws had not yet fully formed, and there were no records or rumors regarding any Time System cosmic core.

It can be said that the arrival of the Dao Law Progenitor not only ushered in a new era for the Cosmic Battlefield but also provided a final resting place for the Internal Worlds of the Cultivators of the Blue Star Great Universe after their death.

This sole Time System cosmic core was ultimately obtained by the Dao Law Progenitor.

However, despite the Dao Law Progenitor possessing unparalleled cultivation and a profound understanding of the Law of Time, he failed to successfully complete the Fusion with this core.

The difficulty of the Fusion of the Time System cosmic core far exceeds that of other types of cores. It not only requires the Cultivator to have an ultimate comprehension of the Law of Time but also requires an ineffable cosmic opportunity and a perfect alignment of one's own Realm.

Even after comprehending the mysteries of the Law of Time through long eons, the Fusion process remained filled with unpredictable risks and challenges.

Since the Dao Law Progenitor obtained that Time System cosmic core, no second core of the same type has ever appeared in the historical records of the Cosmic Battlefield.

The uniqueness of this core, along with the precedent of the Dao Law Progenitor's failed Fusion, made the Time System cosmic core a supreme existence in legend, and simultaneously the ultimate goal that countless successors yearned for and revered.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the most mysterious Forbidden Ground of the Formless Realm—the Soul-Loss Cave—a hazy figure was sitting quietly in the Void Realm.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, it could be vaguely discerned that this was an old man with hair as white as snow and a long beard hanging to his chest; a sense of vicissitudes and majesty permeated his entire body.

The old man was surrounded by dense, countless spiritual entities; they were like a dark tide, wrapping around the old man layer by layer, forming an almost impenetrable barrier.

It was precisely the obscuration of these spiritual entities that caused the old man's face to always remain hidden in a blur, making it difficult for anyone to glimpse his true appearance.

Suddenly, the old man gave a cold snort, his voice filled with a trace of disdain and arrogance: "How is it? Do you still want to push your luck like last time? If it were not for my true body being disturbed in the outside world, do you think you would have had the chance to step even one foot into this entrance?"

Although his words were light, they contained an unquestionable majesty.

Immediately, an arrogant and cold voice sounded from all directions, as if coming from the depths of the cave walls, or from the endless Void Realm: "Daoist Quan, you have long transcended the Blue Star Great Universe and stepped into the Supreme Realm; why do you still insist on this? For you, what meaning does such persistence hold? And what benefits could you possibly gain?"

The old man, addressed as Daoist Quan, heard this and a look of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth as he slowly said: "A being like you, how would you understand? That place is my former home."

Although his voice was calm, it contained an unwavering firmness.

That voice seemed unwilling to give up and sounded again, with a tone of mockery and confusion: "Home? You human Cultivators, don't you always value your own cultivation Realm above all else? You, to suppress me, are willing to let your cultivation stagnate, and even prevent your Dao attainment from advancing an inch. Is this worth it? Is this worth the cost?"

Daoist Quan did not speak again; he simply closed his eyes once more, focused his mind, and continued his meditation practice.

The countless spiritual entities surrounding him, as if stimulated by something, began to roar and shriek madly; they twisted and struggled, attempting to disturb Daoist Quan's Dao Heart in order to seek a chance to escape.

However, Daoist Quan remained like a statue in an ancient well, without a ripple, completely unmoved.

Only, Daoist Quan thought to himself: "A thing like you, what the hell would you know!"

In another deep, dark passage, there was almost no light; the surroundings seemed to be completely swallowed by thick darkness, with only the weak air currents passing by occasionally bringing some movement.

A woman of exceptionally tall stature stood in the center of the passage, holding a long sword that shimmered with cold light, facing a group of blurry, distorted shadows.

These shadows had hideous appearances, like the Yaksha ghosts of legend, emitting an evil aura that made one's heart tremble.

Although these Yaksha-like shadows held an absolute advantage in numbers, they seemed filled with deep dread and fear toward the woman before them, merely surrounding her to form a standoff, hesitating to advance easily.

A tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, as if a fierce conflict could erupt at any moment.

The leading shadow swayed slightly and spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Lady Jin, how long can you actually hold out? Your power will eventually be exhausted."

The tall Lady Jin looked calm and composed; she leisurely picked up the wine flask hanging at her waist, took a hearty drink, and then sneered in response: "How long? I would like to ask instead, how much longer can you petty scoundrels be slaughtered by me? Where are those so-called Hongmeng Realm vanguards of yours? Why have they all disappeared?"

The leading shadow visibly paused, seemingly stung by these words. It remained silent for a moment before slowly replying: "I have to admit, Lady Jin, your combat power in the Supreme Realm is truly monstrous, almost unrivaled. But you are ultimately alone; why be so stubbornly persistent? The glorious era of your Blue Star Great Universe has long since passed. Now that you are still clinging to that broken Universe, what meaning does it have?"

Lady Jin's gaze was like a torch, completely unmoved, her voice firm and awe-inspiring: "You treacherous, turncoat scoundrels, how would you understand our beliefs and persistence? If you want to fight, then fight; why babble endlessly here! Since I have been able to block you here for one hundred thousand years, I have the ability to block you for another one hundred thousand—I would like to see just how many lives you have to throw away!"

Seeing her will was so resolute, the leading shadow knew further persuasion was useless, so it slowly retreated, disappearing into the deeper darkness.

The remaining shadows immediately swarmed forward like a tide, frantically pouncing toward the tall woman standing with her sword.