827: The power of time

"Inject 'Immortal Power' into the phantom of the ancient bronze tree growing on the Star Core, and then have the core of the ancient bronze tree convert the 'Immortal Power' into..."

Watching the illusory roots inside the Star Core glowing with a lustrous light, Yang Dian pondered his words for a moment before continuing to speak to Ling:

"It should be converted into some kind of relatively special spatial energy."

"This spatial energy does not only appear within the Star Core."

Yang Dian looked up, his gaze passing through the Star Core Space and falling upon Chongming Star.

He could see that not only the phantom of the ancient bronze tree, but also the roots of the ancient bronze tree rooted on Chongming Star were glowing with the same lustrous light.

The light did not dim because of material obstructions.

To that light, ordinary matter was like air, unable to obscure any of it.

Only relatively special heaven and earth wonders, or Immortal Artifacts and Divine Artifacts containing certain rule powers, could block the light.

Time slowly passed.

As Ye Sansheng and the other two poured a large amount of Immortal Power into the phantom of the ancient bronze tree, the entire Chongming Star also began to emit a lustrous jade-colored light.

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, living creatures, and even the wind whistling through the mountains...

All matter, energy, and living creatures illuminated by the lustrous light fell into silence, becoming motionless.

Even Yang Dian felt that the speed of his thoughts had slowed down slightly.

"Spatial solidification?"

As soon as the thought arose, Yang Dian shook his head again.

"No, it's not space."

"It is the power of time."

"The ancient bronze tree can slow down, or even solidify time!"

As the thought landed, Yang Dian felt his body begin to become illusory.

No, it wasn't just his body.

Ye Sansheng, Daoist Nun Yin Xiu, Monk Miesheng, the Star Core Space, and even the entire Chongming Star had all become somewhat illusory.

"No! No!!!"

In front of the phantom of the ancient bronze tree, Ye Sansheng looked withered and haggard, his dull eyes regaining their vitality, only to then reveal endless terror.

"The consumption of Immortal Power is too fast!"

"It's thousands, tens of thousands of times more than the previous times we moved the star!"

"There is someone with a great Divine Ability on Chongming Star!"

Monk Miesheng raised his head.

Half of his face, illuminated by the radiance of the Star Core, appeared gentle, honest, and kind.

The other half of his face, obscured by the phantom of the ancient bronze tree, looked hideous and abominable, fully revealing a demonic aspect.

The long-dormant power of fate pulsed, and scenes appeared before Yang Dian.

Deep in a dense forest, there was a secluded valley. That year, three families in the valley gave birth to three children, two boys and one girl, all of whom were martial arts prodigies.

They were childhood sweethearts, innocent and pure.

As they grew slightly older, their hearts began to stir. He liked her, and she liked him. From a young age, he had heard tales of immortals and gods, and his heart was set on the Dao and seeking immortality.

A little later, the three left the valley to seek immortality, wasting thirty years before finally meeting an immortal...

Although the path to immortality was fraught with difficulties, fortunately, they had good friends to walk hand in hand with, eventually achieving the path of immortality...

In short, Yang Dian saw the past life of Monk Miesheng, or rather, the past life of the three of them.

It was a life where Monk Miesheng loved but could not have, willing to act as a dog driven by Daoist Nun Yin Xiu.

It was also a life where Daoist Nun Yin Xiu loved but could not have, habitually taking Monk Miesheng's devotion for granted, with her eyes filled only with Daoist Sansheng.

It was also a life where Daoist Sansheng had no desires, focused only on immortality, seeking only the Dao.

As for the present, Monk Miesheng is half Buddha, half demon?

That is the future reflected under the influence of the power of time.

Under the influence of the power of time, the future Monk Miesheng, who had become a demon, was affecting the present Monk Miesheng, who was willing to be a sycophant.

At that time, Monk Miesheng, seemingly because he loved but could not have, personally thrust his Zen staff into Daoist Nun Yin Xiu's heart?

"No."

"Monk Miesheng becoming a demon-Buddha seems to be influenced by the ancient bronze tree?"

Narrowing his eyes, Yang Dian could vaguely see an extremely thin but tough, transparent thread extending from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the three's heads, falling into the ancient bronze tree.

"Human Puppets of the ancient bronze tree?"

"It doesn't feel like it though..."

After being puzzled for a while, looking at Monk Miesheng and the other two who were about to be sucked dry, Yang Dian shook his head again.

"Forget it, whether they are Puppets or not has nothing to do with me."

"All I want is the method to move the star."

Thinking of this, Yang Dian glanced at the gradually dimming Star Core, and without further delay, he revealed his figure and stepped forward.

As he moved, Ye Sansheng and the other two immediately turned their heads and cast their gazes upon him.

"It's you!" Monk Miesheng's pupils contracted sharply, then he seemed somewhat relieved:

"I felt something was wrong just now. It was you following behind us into this space, right?"

"What method did you use to bypass our perception?"

As he spoke, he looked at the motionless bo ni Qi floating to the side:

"You were the one who caused the riot of the bo ni Qi back then, right?"

"Since the bo ni Qi regarded you as the perfect host, why is it that now that you've appeared, it shows no reaction?"

Yang Dian walked to the fat monk's side and glanced at the bo ni Qi not far away.

The bo ni Qi, as if it had encountered a natural predator, retreated a hundred meters in an instant.

"Heh~" Yang Dian laughed and shook his head:

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, there's no difference from a beast."

After sighing, Yang Dian reached out his hand and, imitating Monk Miesheng and the others, placed it on the phantom of the ancient bronze tree.

However, before he could transmit his Qi and blood, he felt the phantom of the ancient bronze tree shake twice, as if it wanted to use its sharp leaves to cut his palm.

It made his palm feel a bit itchy.

He raised his hand and patted the ancient bronze tree.

Branches broke and leaves fell; large patches of leaves drifted down, eventually turning into nothingness and disappearing.

"Only what I give you is yours."

"If I don't give it, you are not allowed to ask for it."

Watching Yang Dian place his hand on the phantom of the ancient bronze tree again, the extremely illusory ancient bronze tree solidified a bit, and the devouring power acting on his body, which had been forcibly consuming his Immortal Power, decreased by ninety-nine percent. Daoist Sansheng's hanging heart finally died.

After closing his eyes in despair for a good while, he opened them and looked at Yang Dian.

The despair and dead heart in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a longing for the Dao.

"Little friend, when you first came to my Chongming Realm, your strength had not yet reached the Immortal Realm, right?"

"To enter the Immortal Realm in such a short time, and even take a step further at the peak of the Immortal Realm, what heavenly talent!"

As he spoke, deep envy appeared in his eyes:

"Like me, Ye Sansheng, after hundreds of thousands of years of bitter cultivation, I cannot compare to your short few years."

"Heh~"

"Is the gap between people really this large?"

Before Yang Dian could speak, Daoist Nun Yin Xiu, who was on the side, first cast an adoring gaze at Ye Sansheng:

"Brother Sansheng."

"No matter what others are like, you are the best in my heart."

Ye Sansheng did not bother with Daoist Nun Yin Xiu.

His entire Dao Heart was on Yang Dian:

"As the saying goes, if one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening."

"Little friend, would you be willing to tell me, what is the scene like above the Immortal Realm?"