Chapter 835 - 470: Forming the Divine Format and Mother River of Time

These flickering points of light are the locations of Zheng Yi’s believers. Through these coordinates, Zheng Yi can easily traverse the past.

By using the coordinates of so many believers, he has woven a vast network across the entire world, connecting everything together, ultimately affecting deeper regions.

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As Zheng Yi continuously emits divine light outward, a final transformation is taking place within his Divine Soul Space.

The once solid space now has surging Spiritual Power flowing through it like a current, with an invisible pressure pouring from all directions, pressing down on the spiritual river.

The previously calm surface of the river suddenly erupts with fierce vibrations. The swelling winds gradually raise waves on it, with ripples constantly dancing above.

The splashed waves burst forth with brilliant radiance, and colorful lights continue to shine, as if they are about to engulf the entire space.

As the silver river flowing slowly solidifies and its system contracts over a long period, that long spiritual river gradually transforms towards solidification.

In a blink of a thousand years, it continues to compress and collapse, gathering into a point like a black hole.

Finally, a cubical crystal shimmering with golden light appeared in Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Space.

"Is this... Divine Format?!"

As his power and realm continue to elevate, he finally receives the gift of the Cosmos and the recognition of the Great Dao after perfecting the entire Nine Provinces Divine Kingdom.

Zheng Yi’s control over the entire Three Realms Divine Kingdom once again increased, completely turning this place into his private asset.

Having received recognition from the Cosmos, his Power of Belief also transformed, ultimately becoming its current form and coalescing into the legendary Divine Format.

In an instant, his already powerful Divine Soul Power surged again, making Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Power solidify and evolve materially.

Its condensation of the Divine Country’s core rules evolved into this floating hexagram crystal in mid-air, shining with inexhaustible divine light, brilliant and dazzling!

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The brilliant divine light fell upon Zheng Yi, accompanied by the complete perfection of the entire world. Rule Power, like a flowing great river, keeps absorbing the surrounding void’s strength, integrating it into the flowing waters.

Standing on the riverbank, Zheng Yi raised his head. The shining Divine Format, like a hexagram, floated above him, with numerous light and shadow shifting in his eyes. Those are hexagram patterns formed by strong rule forces, seeing through phenomena to perceive essence. In an instant, the entire world transformed in his eyes, shedding its glamorous surface to become countless intertwined threads.

By the rolling river connecting heaven and earth to the void, countless rivers converge from various parts of the world, eventually flowing towards unknown ends, in unknown places, raging onward.

In the depths of his pupils, countless intertwining triangular patterns rotate, like a pyramid, as if witnessing the transformation of heaven and earth, the alternation of time.

It seems that the changes of time flow within this great river. Be it countless mundane beings or high gods and cultivators, they ultimately cannot escape the baptism of time nor the constraints of time.

Numerous waves dance with an immensely vast aura, this time fluctuation resembling a brilliant avenue, traversing along its way.

"Is this... the timeless river?!"

At this moment, the shining Divine Format above Zheng Yi’s head suddenly emitted dazzling light, seemingly generating some peculiar ripple.

A thread of transparent filament extended from within, seeming to create an indescribable connection with the rushing torrent of time, though very slight, yet touching a hint of time’s mystery.

The entire world suddenly froze, even though the external chaotic air flow continues to gallop, and the Cosmic Sea remains vast and boundless, but the region where Zheng Yi stands appears to be solidified within a semi-transparent crystal, never to move again.

Tens of thousands of dust particles are fixed in their original positions, forming an immense field of infinite brilliance centered around Zheng Yi.

Within this field, only Zheng Yi seems able to move, as he raises his head, his pupils expanding ever larger.

The aura of time sprinkled upon him, draping him in a layer of veiled fabric. That light like the reflection of water waves, thin as yarn yet glaringly noble, like a ripple of the time flow cascading on him.

Through his journey, Zheng Yi has witnessed many sights and gained much knowledge, and no matter how bizarre or incredible the mysterious forces were, they occurred right under his eyes.

Yet, when he truly perceives the trickling streams flowing in every corner of the world, sees the myriad flows converging and finally merging into the raging time current atop the world, traversing numerous planes, he still can’t help but inhale a breath of cold air.

At this moment, he seems to comprehend the essence of the world.

Such a massive transformation has given Zheng Yi an unprecedented strong impact.

The turbulent river carries traces of the years, boundaries of time, continuously turning in the flowing waters.

The splashing droplets dance and shimmer in the void, reflecting traces of the years, preserving some flowing images.

Tracing these images back, they reveal a connection between his Divine Format and the flowing reflection of the world’s torrent, although extremely weak, it allows Zheng Yi to see incredible scenes.

This is the life-and-death struggle of numerous cultivators and Ten Thousand Spirits in the Nine Provinces Divine Kingdom.