Forge your destiny into a sword, slash your soul and ascend to immortality

Chapter 333 The Dark Side of the Hunting Time Clock
He reappeared, now on a vast, desolate snowfield.

Here, the wind is still and the clouds have dispersed; amidst a pristine expanse of white snow, stands a peculiar volcano.

Although it is called a mountain, this volcano is actually 100,000 feet high, and the diameter of the crater has exceeded 100 miles!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a plateau covered in lava.

This lava was no ordinary thing either; Jing Qian could clearly see that it contained a strong presence of Dao power.

This kind of "Taoist power" possesses both extreme yin and extreme yang, which is quite peculiar.

And in this scorching lava, a divine bird was soaking.

Looking at it, Jingqian saw that the divine bird was incredibly beautiful, with an elegant and slender figure, beyond his imagination.

It forms a perfect, harmonious diagram, which embodies the ultimate principle of the rotation of Yin and Yang and the endless cycle of life.

Simply lying quietly in the lava, the Daoist aura flowing naturally around it caused the void to distort slightly, making its location seem to be both the source of destruction and the cradle of creation.

This is the Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix, which exists only in ancient legends, wielding the pivot of Yin and Yang, and evolving the origin of chaos!
At this moment, the divine bird seemed to have just awakened from a long slumber. It slowly raised its head, and its pupils were even more extraordinary. One pupil was like a bright, cold, and lonely icy moon; the other pupil was like a blazing sun, intense and scorching.

Its gaze pierced through the swirling lava steam and landed on Jing Qian, who had suddenly appeared. Although it was not murderous, it carried a kind of indifference and vicissitudes that seemed to scrutinize the ages.

This Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix is ​​quite an old bird!
It is an ancient divine bird that was forged into the order of time before the [Tide's Cry] and promoted to the first rank. It is over 130,000 years old.

It has been guarding this lava snowfield for many years, diligently cultivating the innate Yin-Yang Dao, and rarely goes out.

Jing Qian's audacious intrusion into the other party's territory was, for Da Xiu, no less than an invasion of his secluded cultivation cave, an extremely offensive act.

He has a hidden technique that conceals his true strength, making it impossible for ordinary people to discern his abilities.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix failed to discern his strength, mistaking him for a reckless youth who had stumbled into its territory.

But just as it was about to use its supernatural powers to drive away the opponent, a powerful suppressive force descended upon it.

The majestic [Former Heavenly Phoenix], relying on its [Yin-Yang] magic power, roamed the [Great Abyss] for 100,000 years, always coming and going freely, and even [Dao Nie] could not do anything to it.

Unexpectedly, he was held down tightly as if being slaughtered like a chicken.

The human cultivator, in a highly offensive manner, flew to the center of the Heavenly Phoenix's brow, observing this strange creation up close.

The Great Dao is truly a marvel of craftsmanship, possessing such wondrous and magnificent divine birds!
Jingqian's collecting obsession kicked in immediately.

He then gently tapped the top of Tianfeng's head with his left index finger.

An even more powerful magical force descended upon it.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix's pupils, which contained boundless majesty, suddenly contracted.

Its immense divine power, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, and reversing yin and yang, was just condensed when it was forcibly pressed back into its body by an indescribable force far beyond its comprehension!

It felt as if it had become an inanimate object, a display piece on a desk for people to admire, and was being forcibly controlled.

Even its thought of struggling was crushed by an invisible force the moment it arose.

Having traversed the Great Abyss for a hundred thousand years, even when facing the most unpredictable and treacherous Great Calamity, it had never felt so powerless and so humble!

Jing Qian's figure was already suspended in front of its huge phoenix head, as small as dust, but in the perception of [Tianfeng], the other party seemed to fill the world and become the very rule.

The slowly emerging left index finger magnified in its vision, like a pillar supporting the sky collapsing, landing on its soul with an irresistible and unquestionable absolute will.

Cool to the touch.

Immediately, the true meaning of the "Transformation" technique surged in like an invisible tide.

"Wow!!!"

A piercingly mournful phoenix cry, filled with immense pain and fury, shattered the silence of the snowfield, yet it was firmly confined within the lava lake and could not travel far.

The harmonious Yin and Yang Dao forces surrounding the Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix were now like ice and snow being thrown into boiling oil, beginning to stir wildly, separate, and disintegrate!
Five dazzling bands of light, each containing the secrets of time, were forcibly ripped from its enormous divine body.

These light bands are not physical entities, yet they are far more precious than physical entities. They are the [Time Sequence] that the [Heavenly Phoenix] has forged into itself through 130,000 years of arduous cultivation, representing the foundation and power level of its existence!
This was the second time Jing Qian had used the "Transformation" technique to strip away the enemy's "Time Sequence," and he had become extremely skilled at it.

This [Taoist technique] is extremely useful; it can both preserve the life of the [Heavenly Phoenix] and completely extract the [Time Sequence].

If he uses violent methods to refine it, there is a chance that he will lose the precious [Time Sequence].

With the "transformation" technique, this problem was properly solved.

Like the Dragon Horn, each stripping of the Time Sequence was accompanied by the mournful cry of the Heavenly Phoenix, causing its aura to decay at a visible speed.

Its magnificent plumage quickly lost its luster, one side turning as gray as a withered leaf eroded by time, the other as dim as extinguished embers.

Five [Time Sequence] swirled and coiled at Jing Qian's fingertips, eventually transforming into five strange runes flowing with fragments of time, which disappeared into his palm.

This divine bird actually had five [Old Time Sequence] marks on its body, which was much better than Jing Qian had expected.

Jing Qian looked down at the Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix, whose aura was weak and whose head was almost sinking into the lava, his eyes still calm.

It was as if five ripe fruits had been picked from a tree, rather than the core Dao fruit that an ancient being had obtained through 130,000 years of arduous cultivation had been taken away.

Within the Abyss, the struggle over time has always been this brutal.

Between those who are of the highest rank and those who are of the highest rank, they are mortal enemies.

For the Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix, the five [Ancient Time Sequences] in its hands are equally filled with bloodshed.

It has nothing to say about being suppressed by Jing Qian, which led to the loss of its [Time Sequence].

Perhaps deep down, it had already imagined that such a day would come for it.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix closed its eyes and awaited death, but what happened next was beyond its expectations.

Jing Qian carefully examined the beautiful phoenix, then opened a spacetime rift.

A corn spirit staggered out from within.

[Good Corn] looked at the listless phoenix at its feet and said:
"Sir, this is a fine piece of goods; please give it to me!"

After saying that, the Corn Fairy's slender body suddenly grew larger.

Before long, it grew into a giant corn cob that was thousands of feet tall.

Dozens of corn silks extended from its body, tightly binding the Yin-Yang Phoenix.

Then, it dragged the old phoenix into the [Sumeru] dimension.

Within Jing Qian's [Sumeru] dimension, there are numerous living beings, but truly high-level beings are rare.

This phoenix is ​​enough to fill the void.

With the methods of [Good Corn], it can be easily suppressed and utilized to contribute to the construction of the [Sumeru] dimension.

Afterwards, Jing Qian didn't move. He sat cross-legged above the volcano and used the Divine Register Conversion Card to absorb all five [Ancient Time Sequences].

Only 42 more [Time Sequence] questions remain to complete the 360 ​​questions.

On his list of targets for hunting, the number of remaining targets has not decreased, but two more have actually been added.

During the process of suppressing the Yin-Yang Heavenly Phoenix, the Qili also sorted out information about two other ancient beings.

Jing Qian then forged ahead without hesitation, charging toward his new goal.

The number forty-two [time sequence] appeared in his mind, carrying a heavy weight and bringing a subtle thrill, almost like touching the finish line.

Three hundred and sixty, the number of the celestial sphere, is also a theoretical limit that the [Time Sequence] can bear under the rules of this [Great Abyss].

Jing Qian was also very much looking forward to what would happen once things were perfected.

……

After Jing Qian left, a hole silently opened up in the snowfield. Two cultivators crept out of it.

These two people had peculiar appearances; both had pale skin and cloudy eyes, clearly indicating that they had lived underground for a long time, never seeing the light of day.

One of them said:
"Senior brother, where did you find such a formidable character?"

"They actually took Feng Jun away!"

Will Feng Jun ever return?

Another person spoke up:
"Definitely not!"

“I’ve gone to great lengths; the mountain lord personally promised me that he would get this done.”

The junior brother said excitedly:

"Doesn't that mean our race is really about to turn the tide?"

"Our sons can finally see the light of day again!"

……

Within the Great Abyss, cause and effect are intertwined, creating a chaotic and complex situation.

And delving into the "old timeline" inevitably involves a core of cause and effect that is extremely significant.

The fall of each [Old Timeline] is a major event with far-reaching consequences.

This is a fundamental shift that could change everything, both for our side and for the enemy.

The shifting of interests, resources, and power can last for thousands of years, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Fortunately, even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, not a single [Old Time Order] will fall.

For many beings, beings of this caliber are true gods who are eternal and indestructible.

However, within a mere ten years, fourteen [Old Ones] fell in succession throughout the entire [Great Abyss].

At first, only scattered news circulated in a certain secluded circle, like undercurrents beneath the surface, without any apparent disturbance.

But as the number of those who perished increased, a suppressed panic and anger could no longer be concealed, and like a flood breaking through a dam, it swept over all the powerful beings who perceived this fact.

[Old Timeline] may seem to represent a high level of cultivation, but in reality, it is the cultivation realm with the highest mortality rate.

Normally, for a cultivator to reach the perfection of the [Time Sequence] realm, at least a hundred powerful beings of equal cultivation must be buried with him.

The mortality rate is much higher than that of cultivation realms below the first rank.

Unfortunately, those who enter this realm are all arrogant and believe themselves to be invincible.

Who would think they would be one of those who fall as “burial objects”?
Every being capable of forging [Time Sequence] was once a peerless genius favored by destiny, dominating their region, possessing unimaginable trump cards and an unwavering Dao heart.

They regard the other "Old Days" as resources and stepping stones, firmly believing that they can climb over piles of white bones to reach the legendary realm of perfection.

This creates the cruelest paradox in the [Old Days] realm: knowing that the road ahead is fraught with corpses and bloodshed, with only a slim chance of survival, no one is willing to stop, and instead throws themselves even more frantically into this endless hunt and struggle.

Because retreating means that one's moral compass is clouded, and it means putting oneself in a more dangerous situation—a "former self" who has lost the will to strive is no different from a piece of fat meat that is easier to eat in the eyes of others.

Meanwhile, an unknown entity is traversing the Abyss, hunting down the Old Timeline with remarkable efficiency.

This is simply presenting this bloody truth in a more efficient and unquestionable way, in a naked and blatant manner.

The sense of urgency brought about by the fall of one [Chronicle] every thousand or ten thousand years is completely incomparable to the fall of fourteen [Chronicles] in ten years.

As a result, a large number of "old timelines" emerged from the "graveyard of time" where they were hiding.

The fact that many of the "Old Ones" are actively changing their own status is undoubtedly intensifying the "battle of time".

Jing Qian was like a catfish, completely waking up many dormant "old days"!
But he didn't care about any of that!
The fourteen [Old Time Order] statues perfectly filled all the gaps in his [Time Order].

This also means that he has finally achieved the fulfillment of the [chronological order]!

Nearly two thousand years have passed since he awakened to the concept of "time" based on "lifespan" and stepped onto the "clock of time."

His relentless and arduous practice led him to achieve the perfect enlightenment he had long awaited.

This is a supreme achievement that the vast majority of transcendent deities cannot attain.

With the completion of the 360 ​​[Time Sequence], he has reached the pinnacle of [The Past]!

Each [Time Sequence] was refined by the [Divine Register Conversion Card] he condensed using the [Master's] magical power.

This gave him a foundation for cultivating the Great Dao of Time that was completely different from all his predecessors in terms of [Time Sequence].

In the nine ranks of cultivation, Jing Qian's cultivation at each stage was superior to that of ordinary people.

This is the ultimate source of his formidable fighting power.

Within the [Sumeru] dimension, he was completing the final touches of his [Chronological Order] cultivation.

The moment the 360 ​​[Time Sequences] were completely and seamlessly integrated within Jing Qian's body, an unprecedented change occurred.

Centered on him, an invisible "domain" quietly spread out.

Time, within this urban area, seems to have lost its meaning, yet it also seems to simultaneously encompass all possibilities of the past, present, and future.

The structure of space becomes blurred, and the boundary between reality and illusion is no longer clear.

Jing Qian remained seated in the void, but his presence had become incredibly faint, as if he might merge into the surrounding "domain" at any moment and become the rules themselves.

Through this "domain," he formed a mysterious connection with the long river of time in the [Great Abyss].

And this is the power of [Time], the authority it bestows upon him!

The past, present, and future are no longer insurmountable barriers in his eyes, but have become a scroll that can be freely flipped through and even fine-tuned within certain limits.

At the same time, the Clock of Time, which hangs high atop the Abyss, also undergoes a change as it connects with the river of time.

At this very moment, Jing Qian has occupied a full one-tenth of the markings on the [Time Clock]!

Without a doubt, he was the one who seized the most [Time Order] among his generation of [Time Order] cultivators.

When he finally chose the path of the past to seek the fulfillment of the order of time.

He has effectively withdrawn from this round of the "timing debate".

Therefore, the clock of time began to reverse, and the different markings began to gradually compress and merge, trying to erase the markings it occupied from the clock.

This change is not simply a reduction in the thirty-six [time sequence] positions occupied by Jingqian.

Conversely, the reversal of the clock caused all 360 markings to begin compressing in pairs!

A large number of [Time Sequence] monks were forced to merge with his scale.

This means that a life-or-death struggle is about to begin!

This sudden change caught the cultivators of the same generation, who had originally occupied other positions, off guard and caused chaos.

Hundreds of passive "time-sequence battles" began to unfold on the "Time Clock".

Jing Qian, the instigator, had already turned his attention to another hidden place.

When his [Time Sequence] is complete, forming a self-contained realm of time, and connecting with the long river of time, then...

On the other side of the [Time Conflict], an entrance quietly opened, sucking him in!
Before this, Jing Qian had never known that the Clock of Time had another side!
But when he entered it, he suddenly realized that the end of the "old days" and the opportunity to seize the position of "seasonal term" had finally arrived!
(End of this chapter)