Archean Eon Art-Novel2

Chapter 740: Bottleneck

“I’ve also checked through my dragon race’s records,” said Deputy Hall Lord Azure Dragon. “Hall Lord’s injuries were caused by an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence. It’s very difficult to treat them.”

“There are only two ways to treat it by relying on external forces,” explained Hall Lord White Avian with a smile. “The first way is to get the help of a legendary Eternal existence. Eternal existences are omnipotent, so it’s naturally easy for them to treat me. The second way is to get the help of an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence. They will be able to expel the alien power left behind by another Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence in my Essence Soul.”

“Can’t you find an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence?” asked Meng Chuan.

Since Hall Lord could invite Perfected Lord Crimson Peace to take action, perhaps he could think of a way to contact an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence.

“Eastcalm,” said Deputy Hall Lord Azure Dragon, “the universe is vast and endless. The distance between universes is extremely great. Even an Eighth Tribulation Eminence will take a long time to travel. Furthermore, Eighth Tribulation Eminences have their own cultivation plans. Occasionally, they will sleep for billions of years or even longer.

“It’s very difficult for an Eighth Tribulation Eminence to encounter another Eighth Tribulation Eminence. It’s even harder to find an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence. Even if we do find one, an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence won’t be willing to spend a long time rushing to our universe just to treat Hall Lord.”

“The most pragmatic method is to find an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence in our universe.” Azure Dragon shook his head. “However, it’s already difficult to seek an audience with an Eighth Tribulation Eminence. We can’t do anything to seek an audience with an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence from our universe.”

“There are very few Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminences born in our universe,” said Hall Lord White Avian with a sigh. “The difficulty of seeking an audience with an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence is more than a hundred-fold harder than seeking an audience with a Physical Body Eighth Tribulation Eminence.”

It was too difficult.

There were ultimately dozens of Physical Body Eighth Tribulation Eminences. Although most of them had gone into hibernation, some were still relatively active.

For example, Dragon Ancestor, Black Fiend Ancestor, and Fiend Mountain’s owner—who were concerned about their home universe—often appeared.

None of the Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminences often appeared!

It wasn’t that Hall Lord White Avian hadn’t tried coming up with solutions, but many of them didn’t work. It was too difficult to meet an Essence Soul Eighth Tribulation Eminence.

“Although Myriad Star has cultivated for slightly longer than me, he isn’t affected by injuries. After 50,000 to 60,000 years, I will die because of my injuries. If I don’t have a half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminence presiding over the array formation, Myriad Star will escape when the time comes,” said Hall Lord White Avian. “Once he comes out, Myriad Star—who only has tens of thousands of years left—will definitely be even crazier. The harm he will cause will probably be much more terrifying than now.”

Everyone present nodded.

“Meng Chuan.” Hall Lord White Avian looked at Meng Chuan and said solemnly, “It’s up to you. Before I die, become a half-step Eighth Tribulation Eminence and help me take over this array formation.”

Meng Chuan nodded.

He respected Hall Lord very much. Furthermore, Hall Lord had sacrificed too much to resolve the scourge that was Celestial Thearch Myriad Star.

One could imagine the price of hiring Perfected Lord Crimson Peace, an Eighth Tribulation Eminence.

White Avian also assigned his only outer realm true body to constantly guard this place. The price for destroying most of his future in cultivation was even greater.

He believed that Celestial Thearch Myriad Star would definitely give Hall Lord White Avian a large number of benefits if the latter showed any mercy. Furthermore, the former could promise not to attack any of Hall Lord White Avian’s factions.

In this River of Spacetime, many high-level worlds—including Peach Mountain’s owner—were just sitting on the fence! However, Hall Lord White Avian paid a huge price to suppress Celestial Thearch Myriad Star. This saved the lives of countless living beings in the inhabited worlds.

“I will definitely cultivate with all my might and replace you as soon as possible, Hall Lord,” said Meng Chuan.

Hall Lord White Avian nodded.

“It’s such a shame. Dragon Ancestor promised Peach Mountain’s owner that he would help him three times,” said Blazing Sun indignantly. “But no matter how we persuade him, Peach Mountain’s owner refuses to help.”

“You can’t blame him.” Hall Lord White Avian shook his head. “Everyone knows of Dragon Ancestor’s promise. No one is willing to be enemies with Peach Mountain’s owner. Celestial Thearch Myriad Star naturally has long tried to befriend Peach Mountain’s owner. Since they have intertwined karmic ties, Peach Mountain’s owner naturally won’t attack Celestial Thearch Myriad Star.”

“A long game,” Lord of Shadowfiend said.

Meng Chuan nodded.

Myriad Star had tried to rope him in as well. Even he would probably have karmic ties with Myriad Star if he hadn’t joined White Avian Hall and stood on the opposing side.

Celestial Thearch Myriad Star would definitely spend more effort on befriending Peach Mountain’s owner. After all, Dragon Ancestor’s promise to Peach Mountain’s owner threatened Myriad Star’s plans.

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In a dark chamber, Celestial Thearch Myriad Star sat cross-legged, his eyes cold.

White Avian is really crazy. He would rather have an outer realm true body spend time with me and destroy more than half of his cultivation future. Celestial Thearch Myriad Star was rather aggrieved and indignant. He had also offered Hall Lord White Avian many conditions, but they were all useless.

White Avian clearly wanted to suppress and trap him to his death. Although he could see the future and knew that Hall Lord White Avian would be at odds with him, he couldn’t divine certain matters since an Eighth Tribulation Eminence was beyond the River of Spacetime.

He never expected Hall Lord White Avian to hire Perfected Lord Crimson Peace to deal with him.

I’ll be trapped like this forever? Celestial Thearch Myriad Star pondered. Forget it. I’ll just treat it as a form of seclusive cultivation. I have two volumes of the Eternal formulation, Bloodline, on hand. I still have more than 100,000 years of lifespan left. If I focus on cultivation, I will definitely become stronger. Furthermore, I still have two Seventh Tribulation Life Cores.

Celestial Thearch Myriad Star waved his hand, and two Life Cores appeared in front of him: a short saber and a wooden hut.

I gathered a total of eight Seventh Tribulation Life Cores. I originally devoured five,and left three behind. One is in the hands of Perfected Lord Crimson Peace. There are only two left. Celestial Thearch Myriad Star’s eyes were cold as he made a decision. Now, I just need to try my best and devour the last two Life Cores. It can increase my talent.

If it was just to control forbidden creatures to devour inhabited worlds, one or two would be enough. However, Celestial Thearch Myriad Star had collected eight Seventh Tribulation Life Cores. This was because he was curious as to why Fiend Mountain’s owner was collecting Life Cores.

He had gathered a Seventh Tribulation Life Core and carefully studied it. In the endless spacetime, all phenomena had their intrinsic profundities. After all, Celestial Thearch Myriad Star had grasped the two cornerstones—time and space. After careful consideration, he had truly figured out something profound. Later, he obtained insights from the first volume of Bloodline that he had obtained from his sacrifices, allowing him to perfect the devouring formulation completely.

His devouring formulation might not be as good as Fiend Mountain’s owner’s devouring means, but he could already absorb a portion of a Seventh Tribulation forbidden creature’s talent and fuse it with his body. Therefore, he had been eyeing the Seventh Tribulation forbidden creatures in the Chaos Turbid River all this time. However, he had captured all of the easy targets. The few left were much harder to capture.

He had long devoured five Life Cores, leaving behind only three to do his bidding.

This time... he devoured the remaining two. He wanted to go further on the path of cultivation!

As long as I become stronger, I don’t even need to transcend the tribulation. As long as I cultivate an Eighth Tribulation realm body, I should be able to destroy this sealing array formation completely. Celestial Thearch Myriad Star abandoned all his fantasies and focused on his cultivation.

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Time passed. In the distant Dry Origin Mountain, Meng Chuan cultivated.

It’s been 6,000 years since I came to Dry Origin Mountain. Meng Chuan sat in front of his desk and frowned slightly as he looked at the painting. He wasn’t too satisfied as the painting returned to a blank state.

I’m still stuck at the final bottleneck with regards to the temporal law. Meng Chuan frowned. historical

He had naturally grasped the three parts of the temporal law—the past, present, and future. After all, Meng Sha Realm’s treasures could be exchanged for a large number of supplementary cultivation items. He had obtained the opportunity to kill Chaos creatures on Dry Origin Mountain, greatly increasing his talent in the temporal lineage.

With the Painting Dao mystic technique that an Eternal had imparted to him, it was very easy for him to grasp the three basic parts.

However, combining these three parts to form a complete temporal law stumped Meng Chuan.

This bottleneck lasted for 1,000 years. Meng Chuan remained confused. The temporal law is indeed not that easy to comprehend.

It’s time to kill the next Chaos creature. Meng Chuan stood up and walked out of the wooden hut, heading toward the prison cell on Dry Origin Mountain.