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Chapter 2370: The Great Ancestor of Time and Space!

Peerless Medicine God · 第2370章 时空大祖!

Once this breach was opened, everything fell into place.

Though the comprehension of the laws of time and space was slow, Ye Yuan still advanced steadily.

Only now did Ye Yuan understand that this time-space vortex was actually formed by fragments of laws, drawn together by some powerful force.

The law of time he had comprehended in the Primordial War Realm was likely just a tiny fragment of this time-space vortex.

From this, one could see how terrifying the power of this time-space vortex was!

If he could fully comprehend all the law power within this time-space vortex, Ye Yuan would immediately become the greatest cultivator in the Tongtian Realm!

Even Xuanji the Heavenly Emperor would probably have to respectfully address him as Senior Ye Yuan.

However, to reach that step, even for Ye Yuan, it would not be easy to accomplish.

The road he had to travel was still long.

As the old man had said, being able to stabilize within the vortex for half an hour counted as a minor achievement.

As time passed, Ye Yuan gradually realized that his previous comprehension of the law of space had indeed been biased.

His law of space had been comprehended through the way of the sword.

What he comprehended was also used to serve the way of the sword.

Thus, Ye Yuan's law of space was mostly used to increase the power of his sword way.

But in truth, the law of space itself was above the way of the sword!

Without space, all law power would be like rootless duckweed, naturally becoming empty talk.

No law can exist apart from space.

And this was also why the law of space was called the supreme law.

The same was true for the law of time.

That is to say, Ye Yuan's previous insights into the law of space were merely applications of one aspect of it.

It seemed lofty, but was actually flashy and insubstantial.

Ye Yuan's insights had never touched the fundamentals of the law of space, so it was nearly impossible for him to comprehend the power of origin.

Of course, for the geniuses of today, this level of insight was sufficient.

As time passed, Ye Yuan's comprehension of the two great laws of time and space deepened.

It was as if Ye Yuan had comprehended the law of space anew from the beginning.

His foundation was already solid, and with his powerful comprehension, by the eight hundredth year, he had finally re-comprehended the eighth layer.

In the way of the law of time, Ye Yuan also made great progress, going from one to five up to one to thirty.

This change, seen by the old man, was utterly shocking.

"This kid, how can his talent be so terrifying? Even the geniuses of my era could not have comprehended both the laws of time and space to this extent in just eight hundred years!"

The old man then realized that he seemed to have misjudged Ye Yuan.

He had previously thought Ye Yuan was merely mediocre, but now, watching him progress with his own eyes, he knew how ridiculous his thoughts had been.

Yet he was very puzzled: why was such a genius so poor at comprehending laws?

He suddenly thought of a question, and after Ye Yuan died and returned, he couldn't help asking, "Kid, how old are you?"

In fact, for cultivators at the Heavenly Emperor realm, the issue of age was no longer a problem.

Perhaps they themselves couldn't remember how old they were.

They took a hundred thousand years as spring, another hundred thousand as summer—with such time spans, who would really remember their age every day?

But Ye Yuan naturally remembered.

"Junior is about three thousand years old," Ye Yuan said.

He knew what the old man was thinking, but he had no intention of showing off; he simply answered honestly.

Yet these words truly shocked the old man.

"Th-three thousand years old? Are you fooling me? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who would believe such a shabby lie?" The old man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Ye Yuan smiled harmlessly, did not argue further, and walked toward the vortex again.

Such matters—believe it or not; if he didn't, saying more was useless.

Unless his true body came here, the old man could see through his bone age at a glance.

Otherwise, nothing he said would help.

Yet this scene, in the old man's eyes, carried a strong air of showing off.

"This kid, he actually ignores me!" The old man fumed, his beard bristling.

But soon, he marveled again, "If this kid really is only three thousand years old, then he is even more monstrous than the ancient geniuses! With his potential, reaching the peak I had in my day is not impossible! I hope this kid isn't lying to me!"

When Ye Yuan died and returned again, the old man stopped him and said solemnly, "Kid, let's sit down and talk!"

Ye Yuan was startled, then nodded.

This old man had finally acknowledged him.

It had been over eight hundred years since he entered, and he still didn't even know the old man's name.

Clearly, in the old man's eyes, Ye Yuan was not worthy of knowing his name.

"I am Shang Heng, the foremost of the human race's titled Great Ancestors—the Great Ancestor of Time and Space!" As he said this, Shang Heng's face showed a proud expression.

Clearly, he was very proud of this identity.

"As for the Great Ancestors, you can think of them as the strongest of the Alliance of All Races! The Alliance had eighteen Great Ancestors. In the war of annihilation back then, all eighteen of us died in battle! The time-space vortex you see is the remnant of the final battle between me and the God Race's Celestial Vein Ancestor, Tianqing. This technique is called Time-Space Chaos. I fought Tianqing alone, eventually severely wounding him and exiling him into the chaos of time and space."

"The two of us unleashed our ultimate mysteries, shattering the entire Tongtian Realm into pieces! Of course, the Time-Space Chaos you see is not even one ten-thousandth of its original power. Otherwise, you would never have been able to enter it."

Shang Heng spoke eloquently, his face full of heroic spirit.

Though dead, he had no regrets.

Ye Yuan listened with reverence; a few words revealed the brutality of the war back then!

The Alliance's eighteen strongest Great Ancestors had all perished!

It must be known that these eighteen Great Ancestors were not comparable to the current ancestors.

Just the fact that Shang Heng alone had cultivated both time and space to such a terrifying level showed how powerful the eighteen Great Ancestors of that time were.

His strength was probably not inferior to the current Dao Ancestor!

Each of these people was a peak expert at the rule level, possessing unimaginable power.

Yet even so, the Alliance had only achieved a pyrrhic victory.

It could be said that the hundred billion years of peace in the Tongtian Realm were bought with the lives of these eighteen people and countless other experts.

No wonder even Xuanji the Heavenly Emperor had no hope for the human race.

If the God Race's ancestors all had such strength, then when the Heavenly Dao withdrew the power of the Dao Ancestor, the races would have no power to resist!

"Senior, junior dares to ask: back then, could the God Race and the other races not have coexisted? Why did they have to fight to the point of extinction?" Ye Yuan asked.

This was also a question that had always puzzled him.

Shang Heng gave a cold laugh and said, "If coexistence were possible, why would the races have done such a thing?"