Time flies, the years pass in a flash—even those who wield the supreme power of Starspace Origin Dao cannot reverse the flow of time. Time only moves forward; it can be shortened or extended, but it absolutely never flows backward.
This is one of the most fundamental laws of the cosmic starspace.
For example, black holes and white dwarf stars—those terrifying gravitational fields nearly distort time itself.
A span of half a star-year may sound long, even ancient, but for Andrew Han, it has been a brief season of explosive growth and accumulation.
Primeval Training...
Meeting countless Primeval-tier Geniuses...
Deducing and cultivating Stellar Palace–Tier Martial Arts to completion...
As for Andrew Han's soul: his True Palace Stage is already solid, the first three forms of the Life-Death Reincarnation Seal are deeply familiar. The power of the Stellar Palace Tier grows by the day; Consciousness Nodes fill his soul-space, and the Origin Mystic Palace woven from them now carries a new layer of subtlety and mystery.
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The final day of Primeval Training.
Within the Archaic Hall's Spark‑Heritage District, inside the Primeval Gate Famous Masters Pavilion, in an elegant, antique main hall, a woman in black robes stood with her hands at her sides, bowing slightly to Wade Wu II.
The woman in black was a Primeval Gate Famous Master, responsible for overseeing Serena Huang and Andrew Han's Primeval Training.
However—
In the presence of Wade Wu II, she was unfailingly respectful.
Sealed Celestial Path cultivator Wade Wu II—a peak Cosmic Eternal Tier powerhouse, a direct disciple of Humanity's supreme battle force—layer upon layer of noble status seemed to cloak him in prismatic battle armor, inspiring instinctive awe and reverence.
The woman in black spoke with great respect: "Do you have any instructions for me?"
"No need for formalities, I'm just here to observe." Wade Wu II glanced at the woman in black, his gaze piercing the main hall walls to watch Andrew Han facing the final Primeval Training assessment.
Having found a rare moment of leisure, he decided to take a stroll through the Primeval Gate.
He wore light-gray garments, radiating an ancient and unadorned aura; three thousand zhang of white hair streamed behind him, his features sculpted as if by divine hands—both flawless and impossibly sharp. No exaggeration: standing here, Wade Wu II was like a raging black hole, his mere presence enough to instantly collapse Void Rift–tier beings.
"Interesting."