Thus ends the third volume, and the cultivation was complete.

Han Li looked at the jade bottle before him, closed his eyes again, and rapidly formed hand seals.

His entire body blazed with golden light, and countless dazzling golden specks emerged from within, conspicuous even amidst the radiance.

Each golden speck exuded a startling fluctuation of the law of time.

As Han Li cast his spell, these golden specks slowly merged into the golden jade bottle, whereupon countless golden specks as fine as rice grains appeared inside.

Days passed, and before he knew it, over half a year had gone by.

The golden jade bottle was covered in accumulated golden light, as if filled with golden fireflies.

Han Li sat cross-legged, motionless, as if bathed in a shimmering golden river, from which countless golden specks flew out and continuously converged into the bottle.

The golden specks inside the bottle now seemed to have reached their limit; they began to churn and gather toward one spot, forming a ball of golden light.

The golden light flashed and merged into the jade bottle, and a cluster of golden patterns immediately appeared on a certain part of the bottle—it was the time dao patterns.

On the bottle, there were already five other such dao patterns.

Hum!

The golden jade bottle hummed and trembled, as if undergoing some change.

Han Li ceased his hand seals, and the golden flowing light that pervaded the surroundings receded into his body like a giant whale drinking water.

Then he rubbed his hands together, and the golden jade bottle before him flickered and vanished.

The content of the fourth volume was much more profound than the previous three, requiring the condensation of six time dao patterns. Unexpectedly, like the True Word Wheel Sutra back then, it was accomplished in one go.

Han Li stood up, exhaled, waved his hand to remove the restrictions in the cave, and paced to a window in the outer chamber.

It was deep night, everything was silent, the bright moon hung in the sky, and stars dotted the heavens.

After sweeping his gaze around, Han Li formed a hand seal and cast a single spell.

With a whoosh,

golden light flickered at the windowsill, and a golden jade bottle condensed amidst specks of golden light. The six time dao patterns on the bottle seemed stimulated and immediately began to flicker gently.

From the moonlight pouring down outside the window, tiny white specks emerged and, drawn by an invisible force, gathered at the mouth of the bottle and flashed inside.

Seeing this, Han Li nodded slightly.

However, the jade bottle absorbed very little lunar essence. At this rate, it would take a very long time to condense a drop of time liquid.

Just then, footsteps sounded at the door, and Golden Boy walked in riding Pixiu, his little brows slightly furrowed, as if preoccupied.

Pixiu seemed to have noticed its young master's bad mood and behaved quite docilely, walking steadily toward Han Li.

"Golden Boy, what's wrong? Something on your mind?" Han Li stopped his hand seals and turned around to ask.

"Uncle, I..." Golden Boy's expression was unusually solemn, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Just say whatever it is. With me here, don't worry." Han Li smiled slightly and offered a word of comfort.

"I sense a very familiar aura... Actually, not very familiar, but it feels very similar to me, like another me... This aura is approaching." Golden Boy's expression eased a bit as he spoke.

"An aura similar to yours, could it be..." Han Li raised an eyebrow slightly, as if thinking of something.