Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Because even among gods, very few can control the power of time, let alone mortals.

In this situation, the possibility of him lifting the time restriction is almost zero.

At this moment, Wuxin couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Wait, something's not right!"

"Now that my imprisoned consciousness has returned to normal, it means that there was a loophole in the sealing!"

"So, how did I break through this barrier?"

He thought of more.

From the enemy's perspective, it's impossible that they would intentionally leave him a loophole to escape. Therefore, it's only possible that some other reason caused a flaw in the originally perfect blockade.

If one finds the key to it and uses it, one may be able to completely break the seal on oneself.

Thinking of this, Wuxin seemed to see a glimmer of hope again.

Immediately, he once again mobilized his soul power, searching for the original sealing loophole within his own soul.

After searching for an unknown amount of time, Wuxin finally found the source of the vulnerability.

It was a golden particle buried deep within my soul.

He could clearly feel that his soul particles were much more active around that golden particle, and his thoughts and consciousness were also much more efficient.

On the contrary, the further away he got from that golden particle, the more sluggish his soul particles became, even ceasing to move completely, as if frozen, making it increasingly difficult for his thoughts and consciousness to operate.

Without a doubt, that was the initial flaw in the seal.

"How could it be it?"

Wu Xin was surprised and taken aback.

Because, during the last time at the Temple of the Moon, he also faced the crisis of having his soul devoured by the Moon Priest, and it was only by relying on that golden particle that he was able to turn the tide.

Now, seeing that the initial source of the blocking vulnerability came from that golden particle, he couldn't help but feel somewhat relieved.

Although he didn't know what it was, his intuition told him that it was no ordinary thing.

"In any case, finding a loophole in the blocking mechanism offers hope of completely breaking it!"

Immediately, Wu Xin gathered his thoughts and focused his mental consciousness on the golden particles to observe them more closely.

He soon discovered that the golden particles were vibrating constantly, and at the same time, they indirectly affected the surrounding soul particles, causing them to resonate and enter a state of synchronization.

As a result, the previously sealed soul particles were freed from their constraints and resumed normal activity.

This is the root cause of the loophole in the time-sealing mechanism, and also the reason why he regained normal consciousness.

"If that's the case, then there's a way to break the time seal on me!" Wu Xin was overjoyed.

The time required to completely break the seal by relying solely on a single golden particle to slowly resonate with other soul particles would be immeasurable.

However, Wuxin can take the initiative to cooperate.

He doesn't understand the use of the power of time and can't help him in terms of power attributes, but he can actively cooperate with the golden particles and use the resonance of the golden particles to accelerate the unsealing of other soul particles.

Although it's still slow, it's much better than before when I was completely clueless and had no idea where to start.

Immediately, Wu Xin actively controlled his soul particles to vibrate in coordination with the golden particles, indirectly enhancing the vibration range and effect of the golden particles.

Before our eyes, those imprisoned soul particles slowly began to move.

However, while resonating with the golden particles, Wu Xin couldn't help but start to wonder what exactly this golden particle deep within his soul was.

"Why does it feel like it has some connection to gods?" Wu Xin suddenly had a guess.

He vaguely sensed that the golden particle in his soul was emanating a faint divine aura.

Because there was only one particle, the total amount was too small, and the divine aura it emitted was extremely weak, which is why I had not noticed it before.

If he hadn't refined the divine blood bestowed by Athena and come into close contact with divinity, he wouldn't have been able to detect the faint divine aura released by the golden particles.

Chapter 417 Entangled Feuds

"Could this be divinity from a microscopic perspective?" Wu Xin had a guess.

He had always believed that divinity was something mysterious and profound, like a law, and that it did not have any real physical substance.

But now, seeing this divine particle within his own soul, he has to correct his mistaken perception.

Divinity is a concrete substance that can be seen and observed by people.

No wonder the power of the time-sealing technique developed a loophole in him.

Divinity, after all, is a power that has already entered the realm of gods.

Although it's only a tiny amount, its attributes surpass those of ordinary objects, so the effectiveness of time sealing on it is naturally greatly reduced.

"So, what exactly is divinity?"

With a hint of doubt, Wu Xin moved his consciousness closer to the golden particles to further explore and observe them.

Perhaps due to its own nature, the golden particles did not repel his consciousness from approaching, allowing him to examine them from head to toe several times.

"This...this is divinity?"

In his perception, the golden particles and the surrounding soul particles had an extremely similar structure.

However, the internal structure of the golden particles is more detailed and complex, and more condensed than that of ordinary soul particles.

Limited by his own abilities, Wu Xin could not further understand the internal composition of the particles. He could only confirm through comparison that the golden particles were of the same origin as ordinary soul particles, but were more advanced.

"Could it be that if the soul's will is further sublimated, a qualitative change will occur, forming what is called divinity?" Wuxin came to a conclusion.

The vast difference between the two was striking, much like the difference between a human and a god, and he immediately made the connection.

"But how could such divine particles exist within my soul?" Wuxin was utterly perplexed.

Without his experience at the Temple of the Moon, he might have suspected that he had unintentionally absorbed some of the divine blood when he was refining it before.

However, because of his experience at the Temple of the Moon, which occurred before he refined the divine blood, it means that this divine particle of his existed even earlier.

"Or perhaps it was already inside me all along? I just haven't noticed it yet?" Wu Xin thought of more.

His cultivation speed has always been exceptionally fast, not much different from geniuses like Pegasus and Regulus.

But Wuxin never understood the root cause.

Now, seeing this divine particle, he couldn't help but make connections.

Even if it is just a single particle, its essence is far superior to that of an ordinary soul; they are not even on the same level.

If such elements are present in oneself, then one's abnormal cultivation can be explained.

"But the problem is, I'm just an ordinary person, so why would divine particles appear on my body for no reason?" Wu Xin was very puzzled.

Divine particles must have an origin; they could not have arisen on their own.

"Could it be related to my time travel?" Wu Xin had another guess.

He could generally understand his own situation, but he was completely confused about the time travel, and he even remembered that he had lost a lot of his memories.

Given the extra divine particles within his body, it was hard for him not to connect them.

"However, let's put this issue aside for now!"

"There's no point in thinking too much. I should focus on how to use this opportunity to get out of this lockdown as soon as possible!"

With this in mind, Wu Xin focused his consciousness on the divine particles, and then, with the divine particles as the core, he observed and guided the other soul particles to resonate with each other.

This time, after truly recognizing the difference in permeable particles, Wu Xin used divine particles as the core of his perspective and 'saw' a more 'higher-dimensional' world.

He "saw" many things he couldn't normally see, and also "perceived" many things he couldn't normally perceive.

He even faintly sensed the power of time that was sealing him.

"So... is that time?"

Sensing something amiss in his soul, Wuxin became even more focused on observing.

Although he still hadn't truly seen the power of time, he did sense the presence of that special force.

He made an initial breakthrough from that state of complete ignorance.

Realizing this, Wuxin became even more excited and focused more intently on observation and resonance.

On the other side, after a long and arduous struggle, the sufferers who were battling Odysseus of Ophiuchus were slowly losing ground.

Ultimately, he was merely a fighter with the seventh sense, a far cry from Odysseus with the eighth sense.

Although Odysseus was not good at fighting, the huge gap in their levels was not so easy to bridge.

In particular, the victims themselves are the type who are good at defending but not at attacking.

"This won't do. If this continues, I'll definitely be the one who loses!" the victim cried anxiously.

Having thought this through, he dared not hold back any further.

"Odysseus!"

"You owe me a debt, and it's time to pay it back!"

After withstanding an attack from Ophiuchus, the victim reached into his hand and found a fist-sized stone covered in black stains in his palm.

With his identity as a physician and his unique sensitivity to life, Odysseus immediately recognized that the black stain on the stone was dried blood.

"Feel this resentment that spans centuries, Odysseus!"

The victim clenched his fists, instantly crushing the stone in his hand. The stone then turned into powder, mixing with the dried blood on it.

"True Suffering and Compassion"

Immediately afterwards, the victim raised his hand, and the powder mixed with blood and stone chips, along with the power of his cosmos, once again merged and transformed into a gray beam of light that shot towards Odysseus.

Although the Sufferer's move wasn't particularly powerful and still didn't exceed the level of the Seventh Sense, for some reason, Odysseus felt a strange sense of fear.

"Finally made their move? This is going to be interesting!" Hector, the Slayer, glanced over from a distance.

He was unsure whether the Suffering Man's move would actually kill Odysseus.

But he was certain that Odysseus would be severely injured by this move.

Because it was a strike that spanned centuries, containing the entangled cause and effect of the two people, and also infused with divine power.