886: Chapter 875 Thank you for your grace, Master!

Meanwhile, two incredibly clear images suddenly appeared in Qin Yan's mind.

The protagonists in these images were none other than Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun.

That high and mighty Saintess of the Temple of Time was currently sitting cross-legged on a massive bed carved from a single piece of time crystal.

The Power of Time flowed slowly around her body like gentle silver water as she was Cultivating in silence, completely focused.

Saint Son Chen Xun, however, could only stand guard respectfully outside the room, lacking even the qualification to enter the inner chamber.

"It seems that Saintess Qian Xi must have obtained the final Legacy of the Eternal Palace."

The disparity in their situations was clear at a glance, and Qin Yan instantly guessed the final choice made by the artifact spirit.

The moyuan spirit weapon emitted a faint red light, guiding Qin Yan clearly toward their location like a beacon.

Following the guidance of the moyuan spirit weapon, Qin Yan traveled quickly through the Sea of Time, and about a day later, he arrived once again before the silver-white Eternal Palace.

Qin Yan stood in front of the Eternal Palace, took a deep breath, and called out loudly into the interior: "Saintess Qian Xi, Saint Son Chen Xun, come out."

His voice was not loud, but bolstered by the mysterious resonance of the Dark Enslavement runes, it penetrated the barriers of space and clearly reached the interior of the Eternal Palace.

Upon hearing Qin Yan's voice, the two who were Cultivating inside the Eternal Palace suddenly felt an uncontrollable surge of wild joy in their eyes, which had previously been as calm as water—Master had arrived.

The two immediately stopped everything they were doing and turned into two streaks of light, flying out of the Eternal Palace.

They immediately arrived before Qin Yan and, without hesitation, knelt on all fours in the silver seawater, looking up like two obedient pets.

Those eyes that had once looked down upon the world and disdained all heroes were now filled with reverence and submission from the depths of their Souls, and they called out respectfully in unison: "Servant Saintess Qian Xi, servant Saint Son Chen Xun, pay respects to Master."

A morbid flush appeared on Saintess Qian Xi's ethereal and refined face, as if being able to kneel at Qin Yan's feet and call him Master was the greatest honor of her life.

Saint Son Chen Xun buried his head even deeper into the silver seawater, not daring to lift it, fearing that his gaze might profane his Master's majesty.

Looking down at their posture, Qin Yan could not help but genuinely marvel at the tyranny and terror of Dark Enslavement.

Once, these two were the high and mighty Saint and Saintess of the Temple of Time.

Everywhere they went, they were peerless Prodigies who commanded the attention of all, objects of worship for countless Martial Artists.

Yet now, before him, they were like two tamed pets, on all fours, wagging their tails and begging for pity, having surrendered everything from the depths of their Souls to him without reservation.

This was the terror of Dark Enslavement!

Once the enslavement rune was planted, it meant a total downfall—from Soul to Physical Body, from will to emotion—with no possibility of ever turning things around.

"Rise," Qin Yan said indifferently.

"Thank you for your favor, Master," Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun responded respectfully in unison, then carefully stood up and stood with their hands down at their sides on either side of Qin Yan.

The way they looked at Qin Yan was filled with undisguised reverence and fanaticism, as if being able to stand by their Master's side was the greatest honor of their lives.

"Saintess Qian Xi, tell me about your gains during this period."

Qin Yan cast his gaze upon Saintess Qian Xi.

Upon hearing this, Saintess Qian Xi hurriedly and respectfully said: "Reporting to Master, during this time, this servant passed the trial of the Senior artifact spirit of the eternal river scroll, initially gained the recognition of the Senior artifact spirit, and became the new owner of the eternal river scroll.

Saint Son Chen Xun also passed the trial, but the Senior artifact spirit ultimately chose this servant.

Now, this servant is able to initially control a portion of the power of these two divine weapons: the eternal river scroll and the Eternal Palace.

However, shortly after the Senior artifact spirit handed over control of the Eternal Palace to this servant, it fell into a deep sleep due to the recurrence of an old injury and has not yet awakened."

Saintess Qian Xi quickly recounted their experiences during this time from beginning to end.

"You mean the artifact spirit of the eternal river scroll is currently in a deep sleep?"

Qin Yan asked.

"Yes, Master. The Senior artifact spirit said that the old injury sustained while following the Eternal True Emperor in battles across the heavens had never fully healed, and this time, waking up to preside over the trial consumed too much Origin power, so it had to fall into a deep sleep again to repair the injury."

Saintess Qian Xi replied truthfully.

Qin Yan nodded—sleeping was just right.

He was not yet fully fledged, and his own strength was not enough to deal with those old monsters who had lived for who knows how many ten thousand years. Furthermore, Saintess Qian Xi had only just initially mastered the eternal river scroll, and her control over this divine weapon was far from perfect.

If the artifact spirit were awake right now, it might cause some complications.

Letting it continue to sleep was the best arrangement.

"Saintess Qian Xi, Saint Son Chen Xun, do you two know of any undiscovered ruins in this Sea of Time, or places where treasures might be hidden?"

Qin Yan turned to ask the question he cared about most.

Now that the closing of the Sea of Time was drawing nearer, he wanted to use this final time to see if these two Saints of the Temple of Time knew any insider information that outside Martial Artists could not possibly know.

However, the two soon disappointed him.

Even as the Saint and Saintess of the Temple of Time, they knew very little about the distribution of ruins in the Sea of Time.

The Sea of Time had existed for who knows how many ten thousand years, and every inch of the sea area had long been searched over and over countless times by Martial Artists who had entered it throughout the generations.

Those easily found ruins and treasures had been thoroughly looted tens of thousands of years ago.

As for the remaining ones, they were hidden extremely deep and could only be found by relying on personal Opportunity and luck; there was absolutely no pattern to follow.

"Since that is the case, let us set off."

Qin Yan did not dwell on it.

Immediately, the three entered the Eternal Palace.

After entering the interior of the Eternal Palace, Saint Son Chen Xun was assigned to the outer hall to be responsible for controlling the palace to roam aimlessly in the Sea of Time, while Qin Yan walked straight to the massive bed made of time crystal and sat down cross-legged.

Although he possessed one percent of the Time Profundity within his body, the vast majority of it was in a sealed state.

However, bolstered by just this unsealed portion of Profound Truth, his talent for time had already undergone a transformative change.

It is no exaggeration to say that, in terms of affinity for the rules of time, the current Qin Yan was enough to rival the top-tier Core Disciples of the Temple of Time.

On the massive bed, wisps of Power of Time, so dense they were almost tangible, permeated from the bed like trickling streams and were greedily absorbed and refined by Qin Yan.

Saintess Qian Xi stood quietly to the side, watching the astonishing talent Qin Yan displayed in the Dao of time, her clear eyes shimmering with brilliant colors.

Master is truly amazing; not only is his Dark Spiritual Power unparalleled in the world, but he can also get the hang of the Dao of time so quickly.

Being able to serve by the side of such a great Master is a blessing she, Saintess Qian Xi, has cultivated over several lifetimes.