Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 396

Chapter 396 Return to the Long River of Time

“Sure enough, the so-called alternate dimension is the River of Time.”

“If a mortal were to come here, their minds would be blank due to their lack of understanding of the ways of time, leaving them with no memory of their time here.”

Jiang Li stood on the bank of the River of Time, gazing at the surging waters and

muttering softly to himself. He had been to the River of Time once before, and the white fish transformed by Gu Jin Jian had claimed to have seen him downstream, meaning in the future. This meant he would visit again, so he specifically learned a great deal about the River of Time from Ji Zhi.

“But this time shouldn’t be the time Gu Jin Jian mentioned.”

Jiang Li leaned over, observing the River of Time. He was in the River of Time of the Wei Gu World, while Gu Jin Jian had seen him in the River of Time of the Jiuzhou World.

Different worlds have different speeds of time, separated by barriers and voids, resulting in different rivers of time.

Thick walls, like cotton candy, lined the banks of the river. On the other side of the walls lay the River of Time of another world.

To the members of the Great Zhou royal family, this wall seemed like an indestructible immortal artifact, impenetrable. Yet, Jiang Li felt he could overturn it.

However, Ji Kongkong and Ji Zhi had warned him that the River of Time reflected reality, but also influenced it. Pushing the wall aside would mean connecting the two worlds, and no one knew what would happen, whether good or bad.

“Listen to the advice of the professionals,” Jiang Li dismissed the question of the wall.

The River of Time was still shrouded in a chaotic mist, obscuring the past and future. Jiang Li could only see what he could see.

If Ji Zhi were here, he would be forced to travel upstream along the River of Time for over two hundred years. Any further would encounter immense resistance, preventing him from moving forward.

If Bai Hongtu were here, he would be even more constrained. Those without a deep understanding of the ways of time could not navigate the River of Time.

Jiang Li was an exception. The River of Time’s limitations did not affect him in the slightest, allowing him to move freely through the past and the present.

Jiang Li headed upstream, towards the past of the Wei Gu world.

He walked with his hands behind his back, frequently glancing down at the history of the Wei Gu world. It was far more vivid than the cold, written texts in history books.

The further he went, the more intense the conflict between ordinary people and those with special abilities became. At the beginning of the emergence of special abilities, they were directly divided into two different levels.

As Jiang Li walked, he pondered: in reality, the gap between special abilities and ordinary people wasn’t that wide; the biggest gap was actually in the world of immortal cultivation.

A first-level psychic could potentially kill a fourth-level psychic, but could a Qi training stage player kill a Nascent Soul stage player? Of course not.

The seven stages of cultivation—Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, fusion, and tribulation crossing—were like seven insurmountable chasms.

“Cultivation… great power belongs to oneself…”

Jiang Li thought of the Tonggu world, a world of immortal cultivation rife with intrigue.

Jiang Li had visited several worlds, but most of them were technological worlds. The Tonggu world was the only true world of immortal cultivation.

The martial arts world of Huanyu has powerful warriors, but the top-tier combat power is limited. Even human wave tactics can pose a threat, making it unworthy of true self-determination.

Worlds like Jiuzhou and Tonggu are truly self-determination.

“The biggest problem in the world of immortal cultivation is the excessive power of the top cultivators. They directly determine the direction of the world.”

“When the gap between people becomes too wide, it means that everyone’s value is no longer equal. Human life becomes cheap, and high-level cultivators may look upon lower-level cultivators like pigs and dogs.”

Jiang Li sighed. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Jiuzhou was too unique.

Jiang Li paused, no longer pondering this question.

He had returned to the time nearly six thousand years ago, when the outer demons had awakened the human race’s supernatural powers.

…

The outer demons, whose faces could not be seen, descended and scanned the world with their divine sense. Although humanity was not the dominant power of this era, and could be threatened by even monstrous beasts, humanity relied on its wisdom and reproductive capacity to spread throughout the world.

“Tsk, the number of people exceeds the limit. We can’t eliminate them all at once. We can only let them die slowly.”

The Outer Devil was troubled by the statistical results. The population of Wei Gu World barely met the standard for slow death. If it were 20 to 30 percent less, they could be killed directly without worrying about them visualizing something terrifying before their mass death.

“You’re lucky.”

The Outer Devil, after two weeks of research in Wei Gu World, finally formulated a plan to let the human race die slowly.

“In a world with thin spiritual energy, cultivating immortality won’t achieve much. The demon race from the immortal realm once left descendants here, but through generations, the demon bloodline has become almost extinct, and the demon beasts have completely degenerated into ordinary beasts.”

“The five elements interact and mutually restrain each other, creating all things. Most humans possess five-element spiritual roots. Given this, I will select a few lucky individuals and allow their five-element spiritual roots to react, giving rise to extraordinary energies.”

“They won’t become overly powerful, but they will be enough to distinguish them. When people differ, it means opposition and conflict arise. Human desires will amplify these oppositions and conflicts, ultimately escalating into an unmanageable war.” “

Okay, it’s settled.”

…

Jiang Li stood up and headed for an earlier time—the moment when the Immortal Stairway to the Wei Gu World was broken.

Jiang Li walked about two hundred years before finding his destination.

“I want to see how the Immortal Stairway disappeared.”

Jiang Li squatted down, his expression solemn. Six thousand years ago

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the Wei Gu world was still in its tribal age, its language barely mature, and the knotted system of record keeping had barely begun. Immortal cultivation and supernatural powers were still unknown to the people of this era.

Humanity wasn’t yet a world power. It’s no wonder that the Wei Gu world’s history books don’t detail how the extraterritorial demons enabled them to awaken their supernatural powers, nor do they record the scene when the immortal ladder shattered.

Six thousand years later, the stories passed down by word of mouth had become unrecognizable legends, far removed from the truth.

At that time, people were still struggling to survive. They had never imagined that the immortal world and their world had built the Immortal Ladder to give them the opportunity to become immortals. They had never imagined that in the long river of time, there were eyes watching them.

The golden ladder was hidden in the sky, between reality and illusion, one end connected to the Wei Gu world and the other end connected to the immortal world.

Tribulation cultivators could vaguely sense the Immortal Ladder, but the sense was not real. Only immortals could see it and travel back and forth freely on the Immortal Ladder.

At that time, no one in the Wei Gu world was aware of the Immortal Ladder’s existence.

Although Jiang Li was not in the Tribulation stage and had not yet become an immortal, he could see it clearly.

This was the first time he saw the Immortal Ladder in its entirety.

Soon, something strange happened.

(End of this chapter)