He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

As he was concentrating on his study, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from below.

Yun Yi frowned but didn't open his eyes.

The footsteps grew closer, stumbling and unsteady, accompanied by heavy breathing and intermittent sobs.

He opened his eyes slightly, just a crack.

A six- or seven-year-old boy ran out of the woods, covered in dirt, his clothes torn in several places, his face bruised and battered, and tears still glistening in the corners of his eyes.

He kept looking back as he ran, as if he were hiding from something.

Then, he saw Yun Yi.

The little boy's feet suddenly froze on the spot.

He stood there frozen, his eyes fixed on Yun Yi on the stone platform, his mouth agape.

The fear on his face intensified for a moment, then was completely overwhelmed by sheer shock.

A two-meter-tall blue phoenix stood on a stone platform, sunlight filtering through the leaves above and illuminating its blue-gold feathers.

The mist drifting from the direction of the waterfall enveloped him in a thin halo, his tail feathers drooping, the tips of which were as brightly colored as burning flames.

The little boy was completely dumbfounded.

He stood there with his head tilted back, watching for quite a while.

Suddenly jolted awake, he remembered that he was still running for his life, and stumbled and ran again, bypassing the stone platform and heading deeper into the valley.

Yun Yi withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again.

It's just a child.

He continued to comprehend that trace of spatial law.

He had almost completely figured out that one fine detail.

At the same time, he was also repeatedly trying to see more things with the eye of truth.

He became increasingly clear about the true purpose of this term.

Modifying one's body or analyzing the structure of other creatures and then transferring it to one's own body are not the true uses of the "Eye of Truth".

That's just the surface.

The overt purpose of this entry, from beginning to end, is to see through the essence behind all phenomena in the world.

Since he can see through everything, the essence, laws, and patterns of all things are completely exposed to him.

It just can't be fully opened at once.

He experienced the consequences of opening up completely the first time he hatched; he almost became a headless bird.

So he came up with a solution:

I only look at a sliver at a time.

Just a trace.

Close your eyes immediately after reading to digest the information, and then read the next section.

Although this method is slow, it is safe and surprisingly effective.

In three months, he had already grasped the basics of the spatial laws governing this world.

So he decided to take the opportunity to try and comprehend the laws of time.

Just as Yun Yi was about to comprehend the laws of time, a gray shadow darted out from the woods below.

It is a blue wolf.

It was small in size, with grayish fur and a somewhat bewildered look in its eyes, clearly startled from its den by some commotion.

Yun Yi lifted his eyelids and glanced at it.

Just one glance.

The blue wolf didn't even see what was squatting on the stone platform before its entire body was dismantled from the inside out.

Skin, bones, muscles, internal organs—all structures were analyzed in the same instant, then dissipated into specks of light in the air.

The wolf was as if it had never existed, leaving only a few tufts of gray fur on the ground.

After doing all this, Yun Yi closed his eyes again.

This scene was witnessed by the boy who hadn't run far.

He hid behind a big tree, only half of his dirty little face showing, his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, forgetting even to breathe.

He glanced at the incredibly beautiful bird, and the vicious wolf that had been chasing him all over the mountain disappeared.

It just vanished like that, not even a trace remained.

The boy was completely stunned.

He hid behind the tree for a long time until his legs went numb, then he limped away, looking back every few steps, his eyes overflowing with admiration.

Yun Yi didn't pay attention.

He was just a child; he's gone now.

He refocused his mind and concentrated on the laws of time.

The laws of space have been explored, but the laws of time have not yet been formally tested.

He carefully opened his eyes, minimizing the range of his vision to only the "line" in the void that represented the flow of time.

It differs from the laws of space.

The laws of space gave him the feeling of an infinitely extending net, with endless possibilities in every direction—up, down, left, right, front, and back—allowing him to move freely within it.

The law of time is more like a river.

This river has no source and no end; its waters flow in only one direction, unstoppable and irreversible.

At least that was his initial impression.

The river flows swiftly forward.

His location, the splashing waves, and the changing light and shadow on the river were all moving forward at a certain constant speed.

He himself was nothing more than a grain of sand in this river.

This feeling made Yunyi very uncomfortable.

He tried looking against the direction of the river.

The river flows ceaselessly, and with each step forward, the gaze that goes against the current feels as if it is bearing the weight of a thousand pounds.

He could only hold on for less than three breaths before a sharp pain shot through his brow.

He closed his eyes.

After about fifteen minutes, he opened his eyes again and looked straight ahead.

Going downstream is much easier than going against the current, but that's just watching.

Yunyi sensed that if he continued to observe the river's flow, he would eventually understand its patterns; and perhaps, he could even stir up some of its waves.

This is a process that requires a long period of accumulation.

But what he has in abundance right now is time.

For the next three days, Yunyi observed the laws of time every day.

The method is still the same old one: look at only one strand at a time, close your eyes to digest it after you've finished looking at it, and then look at the next strand after you've digested it.

As the threads accumulated little by little, his understanding of "time" also slowly deepened.

On the evening of the third day, another commotion was heard from below.

Yun Yi didn't open his eyes, but he already knew who had come.

That little boy.

He brought a lot of fruit this time.

Green wild berries, bright red raspberries, and several clusters of small berries whose names I don't know were all piled on a large leaf.

He stood below the stone platform, looking up at Yun Yi, his small face showing a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to step forward and gently place the fruit on the edge of the stone platform.

Yun Yi didn't even blink.

The boy scratched his head, stood there for a long time, his lips moved, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

He walked away, turning back every few steps.

Yunyi glanced at the fruit.

They're quite fresh; some are still covered in dew.

He didn't eat.

He has no need for this thing.

The several demonic energy cores within his body have formed a complete energy cycle. Although the spiritual energy outside is thin, it is more than enough when combined with the occasional fragments of the laws of time he captures.

Three more days passed.

The little boy came again.

We still brought fruit.

This time he was noticeably bolder. After approaching the stone platform, he didn't hesitate any longer. He put down the fruit and stood there for a while, muttering something under his breath.

Yun Yi didn't listen and didn't care.