In the secluded hills and wilds, the Heavenly Emperor, once again dressed as a woodcutter, stood silently without a word.
At this moment, his gaze was still changing constantly, clearly still immersed in the shocking emotions.
The River of Time... The Power of Years...
Mastering such a forbidden power meant that, as long as the opponent did not grasp it, they would become like a puppet, easily toyed with by those who controlled the power of time.
And he was the opponent who did not possess this power, while Qin Zheng was the one who controlled the power of time, casually toying with his existence!
So close, yet so far!!
Although he had not completely ascended to the Ancient Realm, he was just one step away from stepping into the River of Time, thereby transcending the constraints of time, no longer tossed around like a puppet in the River of Time!
Various thoughts surged in the Heavenly Emperor's heart, followed by a wave of helpless despair.
