Martial World's
Ch 874 - Understanding the Law of Time
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Lin Ming drooped down until his back touched the ground. His hands trembled slightly and a small pool of blood had already appeared beneath him.
Looking at his body, Lin Ming was overjoyed even as he wryly shook his head. All the meridians on his arms had been damaged, and even some of his meridians had been damaged. Both of his hands were temporarily useless.
The word 'sick' in the Gate of Pain contains the implications of a double-edged sword. Opening the Gate of Pain would cause damage to martial artists, and while fighting using the power of the Gate of Pain, it would also cause a burden on the body of martial artists.
Thus, this was the reason the Gate of Pain was the last of the first gate of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates. Only by opening the Gate of Healing and the Gate of Limit, which could drastically change the physical nature of a martial artist, would they then be able to withstand the counterattack of the Gate of Pain.
As Lin Ming looked at his hand, he gave up crossing the second stage of Life Destruction for now. Normally, this type of wound could be healed within a few days with Lin Ming's regenerative power. But, the injuries inflicted by the Gate of Pain would last for over a month.
Moreover, during this period of time, his physical condition and all aspects of his combat strength would decrease a lot, before slowly recovering to a higher peak. There is a feeling of self-destruct and creating something better.
Yet all this time, Lin Ming had not planned on just resting either. He was planning to meditate on the Space-Time Laws jade slip that Old Man Good Luck had left behind. In particular, a note about the Concept of Time; lin Ming was very interested in them.
With the meridians on his arms shattered and unable to connect the energy through his body, Lin Ming's current strength was even worse than that of some low-level martial artists.
He was just riding on a heavenly chariot drawn by eight golden birds that resembled phoenixes, soaring through the skies of the back mountains of the Forsaken God Clan. He enjoyed seeing various beautiful flowers and trees, meditating on the Laws of Time comfortably.
Although the Forsaken God Clan's dimensional realm was covered in layers of array formations, Shibai still sent many bodyguards to accompany him. There were even many beautiful servants serving him, meticulously meeting all his needs.
As Lin Ming rode on top of the heavenly chariot, wrapped in silk and cloth and jewels, his handsome and beautiful appearance was like jade facing the world, he looked like a noble prince.
This was the kind of life that many martial artists wanted. For example, Nanyun Wang in the South Sea, or many of the Princes and Daughters of the four heavenly Kingdoms would be accompanied by heavenly music as they went traveling. They would have heavenly warriors clear the way for them with Saint Beasts drawing their chariots forward. Meanwhile, they would even have a large number of beautiful young maids and concubines around it, hugging these women left and right.
Lin Ming never thought that one day, he would also enjoy the same life.
After resting for 40 days, Lin Ming finally felt his strength slowly return to his body. His arm meridians had almost completely recovered and there was nothing left on both of his palms, but an extremely faint scar that looked like a watermark. One could not even see them unless one was looking very closely.
This was the scar left behind by the Gate of Pain. After more time passed, even they would vanish, only revealing themselves when he opened the Gate of Pain. At that time, Lin Ming would also be able to explode with his strongest energy, instantly reaching nearly two million jins of strength!
After that, Lin Ming felt his strength grow every day. The muscles of his body grew with beautiful edged lines, accentuating the delicate and strong aesthetic beauty at the same time.
He felt as if he had been reborn. His body was filled with endless power, as if he could lift a mountain above himself.
What Lin Ming wanted to do the most now was to find a strong opponent to fight with. Unfortunately, no one under the heavenly Sea was a match for him, and to heavenly Sea lords like Shibai, he was unable to defeat them.
Within the Sky Spill Continent, in the past 100,000 years of a never-ending time, it was extremely rare for a Life Destruction martial artist to be able to jump rank and fight against a heavenly Sea master. Firstly, this was because there was a huge gap between Life Destruction and the heavenly Sea, and every person who could enter the heavenly Sea itself was the proud son of heaven, he said, a peerless genius in their time. Of course, you are, heavenly Sea powerhouses that could not break through the heavenly Sea before they were 100 years old and had to rely on lucky chances to do so were only the weakest of the heavenly Sea powerhouses. Only martial artists who stepped into the heavenly Ocean realm through their own strength could be considered true Emperor level talents.
In order to cross a great line to defeat the arrogant son of heaven, one had to become an even more terrifying genius. Isn't that easier said than done?
“Perhaps the six evil spirits I saw in the 8000 Mile Black Swamp pulling the bronze ghost coffin might be able to give me a strong battle. ”
The bronze ghost coffin still echoed in Lin Ming's mind. Just what level of an existence asleep within was reached?
Lin Ming shook his head, no longer thinking about these things as he continued to grasp the Laws of Time. The Time Laws that Old Man Good Fortune had left behind were extremely mysterious, enough to leave Lin Ming spellbound. After immersing himself within them, several hours passed in an instant.
Lin Ming's impression was that the legacy of the Concept of the Sky Spill Continent was much more limited than that of the heavenly Realm. But, the concept of the time-slipping Jade left behind by Old Man Good Fortune actually had some direct clues about the source of the Great Dao. This was just like the inheritance from the heavenly Realm!
"Did Old Man Good Fortune enter the mystic realm left behind in the Sky Spill Continent from 100,000 years ago, and obtain the inheritance of the heavenly Realm?"
No matter how talented a martial artist was, they still had to have some sort of basis to deduce more profound Concepts and Laws. It was impossible to form a set of Laws from thin air. All signs indicate that 100,000 years ago, the martial arts civilization of the Sky Spill Continent was noble, even containing a hint of the grandeur of the heavenly Realm.
"I wonder why Old Man Good Fate would lend such precious jade to me?"
As Lin Ming was thinking of returning to his room and practicing some Laws recorded on the jade slip, at this moment, the flame of the sound-emitting talisman shone in front of him. This is a message from Shibai. The message is only – 'please come to the Elders Palace'.
"mm?" Lin Ming was shocked. It must be a serious matter for Shibai to want to talk to him face to face.
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When Lin Ming arrived at the Elders Palace, he saw that Shibai and the masked old man were already waiting inside for him. The masked old man was the second Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Sea God Clan. He was extremely mysterious and rarely spoke; even Lin Ming did not know his name.
On the table in front of Shibai were placed two letters. As Lin Ming saw the seals marking them, he saw that they came from the Nine Heavenly Furnace Kingdom and the Sublim Melting Heavenly Kingdom
"Yang Yun Nine of the Yang Yunus heavenly Kingdom and the sublime Smelting Heavenly Kingdom Ouye Qingfeng each had sent a letter. Look them. ”
Shibai flicked his finger and the two letters flew into Lin Ming's hands. Lin Ming initially calmed down, but as he slowly read them, he found it increasingly difficult to remain calm.
As Lin Ming finished reading the two letters, he let out a long sigh. Both letters talk about the same thing. It was the Temple of Marvels that existed in the Sea of Miracles had appeared in the sky above the 8000 Mile Black Swamp!
When Lin Ming had joined Yang Yun at the Nine Flowers Banquet, he had heard the Sublime Smelting Prince call the Temple of Miracles. This temple is very fantastical and is said to only appear in the deepest area of the Sea of Miracles. Only a few Heavenly Sea Great Elders who had broken deep into the 8000 Mile Black Swamp were able to see it from a distance, and even they felt as if they saw nothing but a mirage.
No one had ever returned alive from the Sea of Miracles, and even approaching the edge was dangerous, let alone investigating the temple. Only a random large savage beast from the Sea of Miracles could easily devour the heavenly Sea Great Elder.
But now, for some unknown reason, the Temple of Marvels had appeared in the skies of the 8000 Mile Black Swamp for the first time in known history!
As Lin Ming thought of this, he immediately remembered the bronze ghost coffin he had encountered earlier. The existence of sleeping within it was probably from the Sea of Miracles!
After he saw the bronze ghost coffin, the Temple of Marvels had floated out of the Sea of Miracles. It was natural to associate the two when there was such a coincidence. How are the two related? Could it be that the Miracle Temple was the palace of existence inside the coffin?
Looking again, it seemed that the four heavenly Kingdoms had used various methods to investigate the Miracle Temple the day before.
The Sea of Miracles was known as the forbidden zone of absolute life, and the Temple of Miracles was also likely a cursed place. Even if they knew there was a lucky chance inside that defied the will of the heavens, no one dared to rush in for fear that they would never be able to retreat.
The Asura heavenly kingdom had sent a slaughter puppet to investigate. The nine heavenly Furnace Kingdoms, the Sublim Melting Heavenly Kingdom, and the heavenly Seven Star Kingdom had also sent out puppets or enemies similar to the ones they planted slave seals within to investigate the Miracle Temple. In about a month they will get the results. At that time, they will assess the risk and decide whether they should enter or not.
Currently, the entire periphery of the 8000 Mile Black Swamp had been sealed off by the four heavenly Kingdoms and was impossible to enter.
Yang Yun and Ouye Qingfeng both sent these letters because they wanted to ask Lin Ming if he wanted to explore the Temple of Marvels or not with them.
Lin Ming was filled with yearning and curiosity for the secrets in the Sea of Miracles. With Lin Ming's character, he would usually travel. But now, with Situ Haotian's great enemy hovering around, he couldn't help but think seriously of his decision.
Lin Ming did not think he had the ability to escape Situ Haotian, even after opening the Gate of Pain.
In the mystic realm, the Asura Divine Kingdom would not care about politeness. After Lin Ming was killed, what could the Forsaken God Clan do? If he were to die, what was the point of them killing Situ Yaoyue?
And other than Situ Haotian, he was afraid that characters like the Heavenly Supreme Emperor of the Nine Furnaces and the Prince of the Sublime Smelting Empire would appear. These people were existences Lin Ming could not possibly hope to contend with. Outwardly they might be on good terms with him, but in the mystic realm with many benefits all around, who knew exactly what they were going to do.
"Little Brother Lin, I don't think you need to take this risk ..." Shibai slowly said after considering the matter for a moment. "Due to the curse of my Forsaken God Clan bloodline, we are unable to leave this dimensional realm for a long period of time. This kind of mystic realm would likely not be explored in three to five days, so it would be impossible for us to leave. And actually, even if we go with you, if we leave the protection of the Realmheart ranks, we will no longer be a match for the Asura Divine Kingdom. And if you go alone, you'll be in extreme danger. Situ Yaoyue can be used as a chip to threaten the Asura Heavenly Kingdom, but it is impossible for you to take her as a protective charm. ”
"I understand ..." Lin Ming nodded. Although he was adventurous and exploring, he would naturally not enter the mystic realm with such a low chance of survival. He could only say that it was an unfortunate circumstance.
However, what Lin Ming did not expect was that just a day later, another letter would arrive. This letter was from Old Man Good Fortune. He intended to enter the Miracle Temple, and if Lin Ming wanted to leave, he could also bring Lin Ming along.
"Old Man Good Fortune!" Lin Ming's heart moved as he took a deep breath.