He turned his head stiffly, staring intently at Jin Wuhao’s body lying on the ground.
The originally cold, stiff, soulless, and fragile corpse slowly rose into the air as time flowed backwards.
Bones and muscles, scorched to ashes by the chaotic flames, were reshaped.
Melted flesh and blood will regenerate;
The broken and cracked divine emperor’s power was repaired, and his divine light was restored.
The birth soul, which had been completely scorched and scattered into nothingness by the Underworld Fire, flowed back against the current of the river of time. Tiny golden light dots gathered and solidified, composing a complete illusory soul image, which then returned to the body’s divine palace.
The previous twenty killings, the destruction of the soul and the annihilation of the origin, all irreversible injuries and all traces of death were erased by the power of time and space, and everything flowed back half an hour.
This happened when Jin Wuhao had not died and his soul was still intact.
A moment later, the hanging body’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and those familiar dark golden eyes suddenly opened.
Jin Wuhao raised his hands blankly, examining his two intact hands, which were filled with divine power. He felt a surge of profound divine power, explored the perfect foundation of his divine palace, and looked around at the crowd filled with shock and different expressions. The memories he had recalled suddenly flooded his mind.
He recognized the figure in white clothes, his body jolted, and overflowing joy flashed in his eyes. Suppressing the fear of death that still remained in his heart, he immediately stepped forward, knelt heavily on one knee, and said in a trembling voice, “Your subordinate thanks you, Young Master, for defying fate and prolonging my life! I will never forget your great kindness!”
“Get up.”
The man in white sheathed his sword with gentle and calm movements. “You were the representative chosen by the gods to descend to the mortal realm, holding divine authority over the twentieth heaven. Your death would disgrace the gods and disrupt the divine order. You should not have died here.”
“Understood!”
Jin Wuhao stood up to answer. After his resurrection, the blessings of the gods and the power of the origin of time and space fell into his divine body. His aura was denser and more profound than before his death. All the chaos in his eyes disappeared, and his killing intent and wild laughter reignited.
He turned around and scanned his surroundings, glancing at the heavily injured and exhausted Jiang Xuelan, Zi’er who was drained of spiritual energy, and the exhausted David, before finally focusing his gaze on David. A cold and cruel smile tugged at the corners of his lips: “Don’t worry, young master, none of these rebellious and treacherous immortals will escape today.”
An eerie, oppressive silence enveloped the air.
In a corner of the valley, the devil cultivators who were previously filled with despair and thought they would perish were the first to feel the reversal of the situation.
They stared fixedly at the resurrected Golden Crow Hao, looking at the seven mighty gods in the sky, feeling the immeasurable power of that white-robed god. Their nervous tension suddenly eased, the fear pressing on their hearts vanished, and a burning joy enveloped them.
Some people, whose bodies had been tense for so long, suddenly went limp and collapsed in a pile of rubble. They let out a long breath, their backs drenched in cold sweat, and relief at surviving the ordeal shone in their eyes.
“We have made the right decision! The gods have a hidden trump card, they control the Great Dao of Space and Time. No matter how powerful the Immortal Path is, it will not be able to withstand the divine power that can change time!”
The neutral and unaffiliated cultivators who did not take sides had completely lost their will to fight back at this moment.
Even the impossible method of reversing time has appeared in the world. With their minimal cultivation, their attempts to resist were like throwing eggs at rocks. Only by surrendering can they survive.
Despair descended on the immortal faction, while all hope gathered on the side of the gods, and the hearts of the people changed in an instant.
On the seven-colored lotus stage, the eldest lady wearing a red dress frowned deeply, the immortal mark between her eyebrows throbbed violently, her scarlet eyes were filled with seriousness, and her heart was turbulent like turbulent waves.
He lived through the early days of the primordial chaos, traversed the great Dao of the heavens, and saw mighty beings who controlled life and death, the five elements, and the stars, but he had never seen such a pure, domineering, and complete source of spacetime.
He slowly stepped down from the lotus platform, looking directly at the white-robed man, his voice cold and piercing: “You have reversed time and space, changed the order of the heavens, and truly perfected the lost origin of time. Which divine race bloodline are you from? The ancient God of Time has long perished. Who are you?”
The man in white remained indifferent, ignoring his question and not saying a word.
He just raised his hand lazily and flicked his fingertips, and the seven mighty gods standing on the pillar of light moved simultaneously.
Seven golden suns, each ten thousand feet tall, rose into the sky simultaneously, their divine light filling the air space. Their scorching divine power locked onto the six fairies and seven ghosts hiding at their sides and behind, sealing off all paths of teleportation and escape.
FAQ Novel
Q: What extraordinary power is described?
A: The chapter details the activation of ‘Time and Space Reversal,’ a supreme Dao sealed by the Heavenly Dao.
Q: How does the ‘Time and Space Reversal’ power manifest?
A: It manifests as ripples that cause all things to flow backward, such as dust, blood, and even collapsed cliffs, returning them to a previous state.
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