479: Enhancement, past

However, this time you were not so lucky.

Not only did you fail to find the fourth portion of power for a long time, but the Advanced Beings also began to walk within the River of Time.

And their speed was even slightly faster than yours.

If you continued walking at this speed, I fear it would not be long before they caught up to you.

This left you feeling deeply puzzled.

Because the River of Time cannot be trampled upon at will; one must master an extremely delicate rhythm to traverse it.

Otherwise, no matter how long you walk here, you will be instantly teleported back to the starting point.

Suddenly, you thought of the Nether Lord that the Pangolin mentioned.

The Dead Land is extremely similar to the River of Time.

Although there is no content about him in your memory, in the depths of your mind, you always feel that these Advanced Beings being able to walk in the River of Time has a great deal to do with him.

"Very well."

"Then let me see how far you can go."

You chuckled softly and began to walk within the River of Time once again.

However, this time you did not slack off in the slightest, instead moving forward with all your might.

As time passed bit by bit, you successfully found the fourth portion of power.

This was a memory concerning a ruler of a nation.

You were a prince who was not highly regarded.

Although your innate talent was good, there was a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate sons, and strict order of rank; you never received the Emperor's attention.

But you did not take it to heart at all.

Your heart's desire for the Dao was incomparably firm; all you wanted to do was continue to Cultivate.

However, heaven does not always grant one's wishes.

The new Emperor did not want to let you continue Cultivating like this.

Having no other choice, you had no option but to take action and send this so-called big brother on his way.

And afterward, you became the ruler of the nation.

You continuously developed that nation and kept having the Cultivators under your command gather Cultivation resources for you.

In the end, relying on a vast amount of Cultivation resources, you successfully reached the Peak of the world.

After absorbing this portion of power, your strength once again saw a huge improvement.

But when you looked back, you discovered that those Advanced Beings were getting closer and closer to you.

You estimated that in just a few more joss stick's time, they would be able to launch an attack on you.

"Who exactly is this Nether Lord..."

You looked at those Advanced Beings and muttered to yourself.

You do not believe that the Nether Lord is a being created by Heavenly Dao Power.

He is definitely not a simple existence.

It is even very possible that the Heavenly Dao's schemes failed because of him.

It was he who allowed those Advanced Beings to escape the control of the Heavenly Dao, and it was also he who split the original world into two.

Perhaps even now, the Nether Lord might be watching you as you are in the River of Time.

While thinking, you continued walking and soon obtained the fifth portion of power.

This was a memory concerning a Sect Master.

In this memory, you were originally a Mortal in the mountains.

Later, you were spotted by an elderly man with the bearing of an immortal, thereby embarking on the path of Immortal Cultivation.

But that old man's purpose in taking you away was not pure.

At that time, he had already been severely wounded and did not have much time left.

His true purpose in taking you away was to perform Possession on you, so that he could live another life.

Fortunately, you discovered his purpose in time.

You played along with his ruse, letting the old man improve your strength while you figured out ways to deal with him.

And the final victor was naturally you.

Not only did you successfully kill the old man in return, but you also refined his Divine Soul, and your strength increased greatly.

From then on, you rose rapidly, not only becoming the Sect Master of that Sect but also leading the Sect to sweep across the Myriad Realms.

After absorbing this portion of power, your strength had already risen to an unimaginable level.

At this moment, you were already able to kill those Advanced Beings at will.

You looked back at them and then tapped your finger lightly.

Between heaven and earth, formless Sword Intent condensed into a single point and instantly attacked those Advanced Beings.

The great terror of life and death descended upon them, instantly leaving their minds blank.

Under this wisp of Sword Intent, they had absolutely no intention of resisting in their hearts.

Even now, they... already felt that they were dead!

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff..."

As a series of piercing sounds rang out, ten of those Advanced Beings died directly.

But for every one of them that died, the remaining Advanced Beings would receive a boost.

After you killed ten of them in one move, the strength of the remaining few Advanced Beings had already reached a level comparable to yours.

You knew that although you could continue to kill them with your current strength, that was clearly not advisable.

At this time, you must continue to search for the power you left behind in the past and continuously improve your strength.

You fought while moving forward, no longer killing them, but instead leaving them a glimmer of survival.

But your behavior was soon discovered by those Advanced Beings.

Seeing that you were about to obtain another portion of power, they actually began to kill each other directly.

This immediately made you realize something was wrong.

You struck repeatedly to protect the weaker Advanced Beings, stopping their act of killing each other.

Immediately, you quickened your pace and soon obtained the sixth portion of power.

In this memory, you were not a "human".

You were a god who relied on Incense Offerings.

You possessed very powerful strength and often used this power to help the Mortals who offered you incense.

But good times did not last long; a New God appeared in the region you governed.

He constantly competed with you for Incense Offerings, quickly leading you both to a state where both sides were heavily damaged.

But fortunately, in the end, you won.

You won this battle with a slight advantage.

And after this, you also made up your mind to eliminate this New God.

After all, how could one allow others to snore beside one's own bed?

His existence was always a threat to you.

But what you did not expect was that those Mortals who offered you incense were desperately defending this New God.

Although you eventually succeeded in killing this New God, you lost the Incense Offerings from the Mortals.

Gradually, you began to grow weaker and weaker.

Until finally, the Incense Power on your body could no longer maintain your divine body at all.

On your deathbed, you understood one truth.

The changing of eras is the will of all living beings, and no one has the power to stop it.