Global Era of Star trekking - Chapter 1859 - 903: The Secret of Dimensional Ascension · The Mystery of the Immortal Domain

Chapter 1859: Chapter 903: The Secret of Dimensional Ascension · The Mystery of the Immortal Domain

The Ethereal Body held the [Key of Time Divine Hall Inheritance] and the [Broken Door of the Temple of Time] in its hands. These relics from the Time Divine Hall were no longer merely trembling as they approached the core of the ruins, but emitted a mournful hum, like a long-traveling wanderer finally encountering the debris of their homeland, excited yet sorrowful.

Especially the black key, its surface no longer showed flowing ripples but burst forth with blinding temporal lightning, forcibly tearing through the solidified void ahead, pointing to an inconspicuous corner deep within the ruins, entangled by countless broken rules.

There, it seemed no different from other places, with only a few particularly large fragments of halls, engraved with blurred clock patterns, floating around. Yet the key’s direction was unwavering.

To this, Song Chi remotely operated the Mirror Image Warship, precisely analyzing the rule threads by replicating the [Eye of Truth], carefully avoiding the time-space traps potent enough to obliterate mythical creatures, while steadily advancing.

Finally, the Mirror Image Warship came to a halt before a relatively flat, altar-like broken boulder.

“The nexus… is right here…”

Song Chi had already exited the All-Attributes Cultivation Room at this moment, holding his breath and concentrating his mind, his awareness highly focused.

Under his control, the Ethereal Body gently pressed the [Key of Time Divine Hall Inheritance] into an almost indistinguishable groove at the center of the altar.

The moment both sides made contact—

“Buzz!!!”

A giant sound that directly affected the soul and the very dimension of time erupted violently.

For an instant, the absolute void of “Starry Sea·South Pole” seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand. Those rule fragments, dormant for countless epochs, fluttered like startled birds, transforming into billions of deadly multicolored temporal cracks, shooting outward.

The shield of the Mirror Image Warship instantly lit up with a dazzling glow, with energy levels plummeting sharply.

Meanwhile, the altar burst forth with Seven-Colored Divine Light, a brilliance a thousand times fiercer than an ordinary mythical detonation. Within the light, countless enormous phantoms flashed in and out of existence — they were grand temples that spanned countless rivers of time, majestic figures capable of creating and destroying galaxies in a single thought, incomprehensible manifestations of rules…

These temporal imprints, akin to a glimpse into the past, momentarily displayed the supreme glory of the Time Divine Hall, then quickly faded and shattered.

Finally, a highly unstable seven-colored light gate, just large enough for a warship to pass through, precariously formed above the altar.

The edges of the light gate constantly collapsed and repaired, emitting a soul-shaking cracking sound, as if it might completely disintegrate at any moment.

From within the gate emanated an ancient, vast aura, reminiscent of the universe’s birth, the source of time itself, causing the soul to shiver.

“Hold on!” Song Chi shouted in his heart, not only quickly pushing the Mirror Image Warship’s engine output to the limit but also, without hesitation, activating the “outside the Three Realms, not within the Five Elements” feature of the replicated [Three Realms Five Elements Certificate] component. Even though the warship’s hull had entirely transformed into a void state, it still floated like a battered, unsteady vessel within the torrent of blazing Seven-Colored Divine Light, barely maintaining basic navigation.

Fortunately, luck was on their side, and the Mirror Image Warship eventually managed to struggle through the precarious light gate.

Boom!

It seemed as if they had pierced through a viscous barrier constructed from time itself, instantly isolating the external destructive waves. The Mirror Image Warship emerged into an extremely small seven-colored space, measuring less than ten thousand cubes.

Within this space, there was no concept of up, down, left, or right, only the slowly flowing Power of Time Origin, akin to a liquid rainbow.

At the center of the space, four items floated quietly, their existence seemingly the last stand of this soon-to-be obliterated legacy site.

A long spear, its body like flowing eternal sand, gathered the colors of the seven-colored River of Time; the tip gleamed with coldness, as if embodying all “ends” and “annihilation”; seven solid rings of color like mythology itself surrounded the spear, slightly rotating, altering the flow of time around them— Seven-Colored Mythical Artifact [Time Spirit Divine Spear].

Compared to the five-colored Rakshasa Heaven-Slaying Sword in Song Chi’s hand, the divine aura exuded by this seven-colored [Time Spirit Divine Spear] was beyond imagination, comparable only to the [Candle Dragon Axe] fused within the Floating Land Origin Core of the Earth Core Space on the Heavenly Ruins Continent, though still inferior in practice.

This [Time Spirit Divine Spear], merely existing there, exuded a supreme majesty of “mastering time, granting life and death at will.”

A pile of crystal stones, approximately a hundred in number, each not a regular polyhedron but constantly flickering between three dimensions and higher dimensions. Their light was restrained to the extreme, yet it stirred an instinctual, almost greedy yearning deep within Song Chi’s soul.

Song Chi didn’t recognize these crystal stones, nor did the ship’s database have any records related to them.

A seven-colored token, its all-encompassing ancient clock pattern all that defined it. Upon closer inspection, the hour, minute, and second hands moved at an extremely slow yet steady pace, emitting a warm, solid aura, as if capable of resisting the erosion of ten thousand ages—convertible into a ship-mounted component, the seven-colored group blessing-type component [Blessing of the Time God King].

Finally, a mass of extremely dim, wavering data flow, like a candle flame about to extinguish.

It had no fixed shape, seemingly composed of countless shattered points of light and symbols, the most inconspicuous element in this legacy space yet possibly the most central.