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Time flew by like a white steed flashing past a crevice.
Because there were no seasons within the Five Elements Territory, time seemed to have paused here, making it hard for one to sense its passing.
Only the gradually diminishing Five Elements Spiritual Power within the Five Elements Territory could let one realize that time was indeed trickling away.
A long time passed once again, and the Five Elements Spiritual Power within the Five Elements Territory gradually depleted, losing its former splendor, and the entire Five Elements Territory fell into a dead silence.
Only in the palm of the Five Elements Ancestor was there a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.
At this moment.
In the small courtyard at the center of the statue's palm, Lin Jing was sitting cross-legged.
In his hand was a Golden Core, covered in cracks and devoid of any color.
This Golden Core was precisely the one the spiritual mind of the Five Elements Ancestor had given to Lin Jing.