Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

He had personally witnessed this man move freely through the flow of time, and his actions today, though strange, were not unexpected.

With a moment's concentration, he flicked his sleeve and unleashed a burst of magical power, sealing off and isolating the space around Chen Yu to prevent any unusual phenomena caused by his subsequent cultivation from interfering with the quiet cultivation of other disciples of the Jie Sect.

After all, Chen Yu's strength has now reached its peak, and when he cultivates, the world will inevitably be in turmoil. If no precautions are taken, it may affect the path of others.

After doing all this, the Tongtian Sect Leader continued to teach the true meaning of the Great Dao, while secretly keeping an eye on Chen Yu's movements—he wanted to see what this disciple intended to do by summoning the River of Time.

He was about to stop preaching, but because of this incident, he postponed his end and continued to preach.

This disciple has repeatedly defied convention, bringing one shock after another, and now he is even stirring up the long river of time, which makes him pay more attention to him.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, the Tongtian Sect Master had long since transcended worldly affairs, and very few things could catch his eye. But Chen Yu was an exception; every transformation he underwent was remarkable.

He had especially been sculpted the "Supreme Dharma Form" once, and the result shocked him.

If this method is successful, it will be like creating another avatar of the original body, whose combat power will be no different from that of the original body.

Such methods can achieve twice the result with half the effort, whether it is fighting or comprehending the Dao of Heaven; they can be described as defying the heavens.

At this moment, the Tongtian Sect Leader sat quietly on the high platform, silently watching the figure in the river, hoping to discover the secrets of his cultivation.

Chen Yu was completely unaware of this, nor did he care about what his master was thinking. If he had known, he would have simply smiled and offered no comment.

His cultivation method was unique, and there was only one like it in the world. Even if the Tongtian Sect Leader personally came to observe it, he could only get a glimpse of the surface and could not truly replicate it.

If you want to walk the same path, you must abandon your existing foundation and start from scratch.

But those who are already Heavenly Saints, who would be willing to give up their eternal cultivation and supreme authority to start from scratch?

At this moment, Chen Yu stood alone above the long river of time, surrounded by an undying radiance that formed a crystal barrier, blocking all the surging power of time and preventing it from getting close.

He gazed at the ceaseless river of time before him, his eyes calm and unfathomable, as if detached from all things.

At this moment, he had already made up his mind—to first condense his "past self".

To recreate one's past self, one must find traces of bygone years. Only by seizing that unique power of time can one bring it to life.

He gazed at the long river of time beneath his feet, his eyes as firm as iron, and without hesitation, he leaped into it.

The river of time is vast and boundless, containing endless power from the past, present, and future.

As Chen Yu stepped in, the once calm and flowing river suddenly surged, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, stirring up waves.

What was originally a slowly flowing stream of time transformed into a raging torrent after he entered, with whirlpools rising and the sound of the tide roaring.

On Jin'ao Island, inside Biyou Palace.

Chen Yu's figure disappeared into the river of time, instantly shattering all tranquility.

The once smooth, mirror-like river surface suddenly surged with huge waves, as if some unseen force had been disturbed.

In an instant, the boundless power of time swept towards him, the waves towering like mountains, as if to completely engulf him.

However, a light barrier appeared around Chen Yu, completely isolating him from the raging power of time.

That barrier was formed from immortal spiritual light, instinctively protected by its immortal body. With this barrier in place, the erosion of time could not get close.

He calmed his mind and prepared to first condense his "past self".

To accomplish this, one must delve into the long river of time, find one's own traces in the endless past, and thereby reshape the form of the past.

As soon as the thought arose, he began to calmly sense the power flowing in the river.

The three forces of time converge in the long river of time—past, present, and future—intertwined and extremely difficult to distinguish without careful observation.

At this moment, he focused on sensing the aura that belonged to the "past," carefully exploring it with his mind.

The Master of the Heavens was silently observing everything. Upon seeing this, a hint of confusion appeared between his brows.

This disciple has been in the river of time for a while, but there is still no sign of cultivation. What is he doing?

In the long river of time, only the power of time exists. What can he learn here?

The Master of the Heavenly Sect was puzzled, but he remained calm and observed the situation.

Chen Yu was completely unaware of this. Even knowing that his master was watching, he had no qualms—since they were master and disciple, why should they hide anything?

But as he stood amidst the long river, his brows gradually furrowed, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't sense any power of time, not even a trace of it could penetrate his heart, which filled him with doubt.

He looked around at the river and confirmed it was indeed the long river of time he had summoned.

But why is it that when you are in it, you cannot feel its power?

He stands at the very heart of the river of time, yet remains isolated, like a blind man before the light.

Chen Yu looked down at his hands. If this river had not been summoned by his own heart, he would have almost doubted its existence.

He gazed at the surging waves, feeling their immense power, and was certain that this was indeed the long river of time.

As his gaze shifted downwards, a question arose in his mind when he saw the barrier formed by the immortal aura surrounding him.

"Could it be... that this barrier is the reason? The immortal aura is too pure, isolating all external forces, which makes it impossible for me to touch the power of time."

"It protected me completely, but it also blocked the path to enlightenment."

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate, waved his hand to disperse the barrier, and returned the immortal spiritual light to his body.

In an instant, he was nakedly exposed to the river of time, his skin touching the flow of time, his mind resonating directly with the river.

His furrowed brows finally relaxed.

At this moment, he understood—the reason he couldn't comprehend it before was because the barrier was too perfect, completely blocking the power of time from the outside.

Now that the barrier is gone, he truly merges with the long river of time, clearly feeling the ancient aura that flows endlessly, and touching the magnificent power that transcends time and space.

His eyes brightened slightly, and his expression softened.

Now that we can sense it, we should no longer find it as difficult to move forward as before when we comprehend the power of time.

Once the thought was there, he had no more hesitation. He immediately closed his eyes, his mind sinking into silence, quietly sensing the power of time flowing between heaven and earth, tracing the traces of the past in the vast river of time, and seeking that wisp of power belonging to the "past".

As long as one can understand the essence of the past and grasp its true meaning, one can condense a "past body" in an instant.

Chen Yu lowered his eyes, stood still like a pine tree, his mind and body immersed in the observation and understanding of the power of the past years.

Before the preaching platform, the Tongtian Sect Leader saw Chen Yu voluntarily dispel the protective barrier formed by the immortal spiritual light, and a doubt arose in his heart.

He couldn't understand why—although Chen Yu's physical body had now reached the realm of immortality, enough to withstand the erosion of time, the protection of that spiritual light was ultimately more secure. Why would he voluntarily withdraw at this moment?