The complex materials were extracted, and then the weather globe, a container, was put into the liquid, and a magical change happened.

The meteorological globe soaked in the medicine seemed to have suddenly changed from a real object to an illusion, just like it was outlined by a pencil, exuding a mysterious atmosphere among the simple lines.

"That's the rule!"

In the secret room of the temple, Zhang Tong, who personally prepared the fourth sequence of potions, stared at the changes in the potions without blinking.

In his eyes, he could clearly see that the weather globe soaked in the Chinese medicine was turning into some kind of regular symbol and integrated into the medicine.

After waiting for a full hour, the final Emperor's Potion was completed.

It was a deep black potion, just like the color of the spiritual world, it was an extremely deep black.

"The realm of gods!"

Zhang Tong held the potion in his hand, took a deep breath, and looked at the tent not far away and Zhao Wende and Lily Zi in front of the tent.

Seeing the undisguised anxiety on the two people's faces, a smile appeared on Zhang Tong's face:

"Don't worry, if it's too dangerous, I will give up on my own initiative."

"If it doesn't work, the skill of terrazzo is enough to make me a god."

"Brother Tong, don't force yourself."

"Zhang Tongsang..."

Lily Zi and Zhao Wende were still a little worried, but Zhang Tong shook his head and walked directly into the tent.

As soon as he entered the tent, Zhang Tong instinctively felt an invisible and majestic force acting on his body.

Even if his body is that of a demigod, he is still affected by that power.

That is...the power of time!

"The entire tent is filled with such power. This power can even easily assimilate me, allowing me to forcibly change my original state of existence in the world into this different timeline!"

Zhang Tong had a solemn expression on his face. The power of this contained object really frightened him.

Although this containment object may not be of any use in combat, this containment object contains the rules of time!

The rules of time!

If someone gets this containment object, and that person happens to be a demigod who has mastered the power of time, then he is very likely to advance to the God of Time!

Even if you think about it grandly, the God of Time stands outside the long river of time, is eternal and immortal, and can reverse time and travel to the past and future!

This kind of power... I am afraid you don't need a Sequence One to possess it!

Because the great power to travel to the past and future can already be regarded as the most extreme power in this world.

No matter how powerful it is, it must transcend this world itself.

In the East, there is a word specifically used to describe the awesomeness that humans can imagine. That word is... Daluo!

"If this extraordinary path of time has an end, then the end is most likely Da Luo."

"As for Da Luo, it is no longer something humans can imagine."

Just when Zhang Tong was surprised by the power of this containment object, his whole body suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

Subconsciously looking around, the originally ordinary interior of the tent suddenly disappeared, replaced by endless darkness, as if it were a darkness that placed people in an abyss.

When human beings face the unknown and the huge, they will instinctively feel fear.

But this is nothing to Zhang Tong who is in the demigod realm.

What really put pressure on him was the noise filling the darkness.

It was as if there were countless great beings whispering, arguing, manic, and communicating in the darkness... What they said was something that even demigods couldn't understand, and seemed to contain some kind of truth.

And this kind of truth is definitely a fatal temptation for a seeker.

The more you listen, the more you fall into the fatal temptation.

In addition to the ubiquitous whispers, like in the darkness of the spiritual world, there seemed to be an invisible spiritual storm that was constantly roaring, tearing Zhang Tong's spirit apart.

Exposed to such great terror, Zhang Tong took a deep breath:

"In the sage stage, I successfully switched from the old divine method to the Qi practitioner method."

"Otherwise, I guess I really won't be able to withstand the terrible impact of the sounds and impacts that only take three years to be heard, all at once."

There was a little bit of joy in Zhang Tong's eyes. If it weren't for the Qi Practitioner lineage with heaven and earth as their masters, he would never have been able to withstand the side effects of the contained objects.

And since he can resist the influence of the contained object at this moment, Zhang Tong will naturally not waste time.

Once he closed his eyes, his whole body was like a statue, standing motionless in the endless darkness.

In the darkness, there is no up, down, left, or right, but there is the passage of time.

As time passed by, Zhang Tong never made any move. If it weren't for the occasional flash of sacred five-color light around him, anyone who saw him would definitely treat him as a dead person.

Astonishing changes were also taking place inside Zhang Tong's body.

The medicinal properties hidden in the body and spirit were continuously digested by Zhang Tong using Kong Xuan's secret method as time passed.

The medicinal properties transformed into some kind of divine power, making Zhang Tong stronger.

Also with the transformation of the medicinal properties, the strange and strange things that filled Zhang Tong's spirit began to gradually weaken.

Time passed little by little, and Zhang Tong didn't know how much time had passed.

He only knew that as the spiritual storm in the darkness became more and more terrifying, and when it became so terrifying that even a demigod like himself was like a candle in the wind, he should wake up.

Slowly opening his eyes, he subconsciously felt the state of his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on Zhang Tong's face.

The next moment, he took one step forward and came directly to the door of the tent.

With a stretch of his hand, the tent door opened, and the great power to change time disappeared instantly. Zhang Tong felt like a fish, suddenly coming from one fish tank to another.

"How long has it been?"

As soon as Zhang Tong came out of the tent and looked at Zhao Wende and Lily Zi whose auras were still at their peak, this was the first thing he said.

"Zhang Tongsang, you have been here for three days."

Seeing Zhang Tong who was in normal condition, Lily Zi had an expression of admiration on her face.

Three days is equivalent to nine years spent in a tent!

The most important thing is that although as the potion continues to be digested, the strange and strange things in the spirit will become weaker and weaker, the spiritual storm that is like the angry roar of the spirit world is growing stronger every moment.

Zhang Tongsang is so powerful to be able to persist in a tent for nine years.

"Three days...is equivalent to nine years?"

Zhang Tong subconsciously looked back at the Spiritual Time Room. Without this thing, he would have to wait at least nine years before he could be qualified to try to break through and become a god.

Nine years...

In this era of rapid change, there is no telling what the world will be like in nine years.
Chapter completed!