22. Aura of the time god

"Huh.."

This was unexpected, Zilong had known about primordial techniques from the executioner.

Primordial techniques are ancient, mystical abilities that are believed to be the foundational skills or powers of the earliest creatures in existence. These techniques are considered to be pure, raw forms of power or knowledge that transcend ordinary learning methods.

The ancient creatures that first mastered these primordial techniques did so through a deep, intrinsic connection with the natural world and the primal forces that govern it. Unlike modern learning, which relies on study and practice, these beings absorbed these techniques instinctively, as if they were a part of their very essence. This process was akin to a form of natural selection, where only the most attuned and powerful creatures could harness such abilities.

When an ancient creature that possesses a primordial technique dies, the technique does not simply vanish. Instead, it transforms into a seed, a dormant form of the technique that can eventually be discovered and nurtured by another being. This seed lies hidden, often in the location of the creature's demise, waiting for a worthy successor to claim and cultivate it.

In rare and exceptional cases, if a creature with a primordial technique is slain, the technique does not become a seed. Instead, it flows directly into the being that delivered the fatal blow. This direct transfer is a form of inheritance, signifying the victor's worthiness and strength. The new bearer of the technique gains immediate access to its powers, though mastery may still require significant effort and understanding.

"Why is a being with an ancient technique here?.." he mumbled under his breath.

Well.. the most important thing is that the beast is dead, an the technique is his..

'wait, how do I use it..", Zilong knew about primordial techniques, not how to harness it.

Then a familiar voice echoed, "it's been a day in here, which is equivalent to a year in there, do you think he's still sane".

Zilong hearing this gritted his teeth and clenged his fists. "Yes... most likely but the ancient emissarys all acompaied the kings son to the frontlines, no one else has the powers of light in the entire kingdom to chase the beast back to its cage" the familiar voice that sounded like stoic said..what am I saying.. its stoic.

Zilong looked at the door, '..its been a day there which is equivalent to a year here..', Zilong contemplated the words, but decided to check his soul runes.

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[Name: Zilong Ning]

[Race: __{31.02% completed}__\ human]

[Zenith path: mortal]

[Human on../..off]

<Techniques >

[Dimensional rift]

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'..What was this new rune, it says dimensional rift..wait how can I actually read the runes, it in a totally different language..', Zilong raised a brow.

He focused on the runes that read "dimensional rift" and something else happened.

[Dimensional rift: open a portal to the time gods domain, were time flows differently than the real world].

The runes were quite straight forward, "opening a portal..this outta be fun", Zilong stretched and his hands and whispered "dimensional rift".

Zilong stood before the shimmering, green portal, its surface rippling with an ethereal glow. The air around it vibrated with an energy that felt ancient and powerful. He could feel the aura emanating from the portal, a presence that was both comforting and ominous.

As he gazed into the depths of the portal, Zilong muttered to himself, "The aura of the Time God."

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and entered the portal. Immediately, he felt as if he were falling, a sensation that was disorienting yet strangely familiar. The world around him became a blur of green light, rushing past him at incredible speed.

Realizing he was indeed falling, Zilong quickly looked around. Below him, the landscape was rapidly approaching—a vast expanse of mountains and trees. The whispers of ancient voices echoed around him, filling the air with a subtle, haunting melody. These whispers were all too familiar to him, reminders of his long journey and the trials he had faced.

With a determined expression, Zilong unfurled his black wings, the powerful appendages cutting through the air and slowing his descent. He maneuvered gracefully, stabilizing himself before he could hit the ground.

As he hovered above the rugged terrain, the whispers continued, their source hidden among the towering mountains and dense forests. Zilong knew these whispers well; they were the voices of the beast that drove him half insane.

"Wait..", Zilong said to himself, he wanted to try something, he sat down in a lotus position, trying to practice Zenith Ascension, then his soul seemed to travel out of his body, hoverind just opposite him as if mirroring his every being.

And then a particular energy was entering the weave his body was made up of, strengthening it.

But this energy wasn't Elysium essence, "the aura of the time God".

The aura of the Time God felt like an enigmatic and powerful force, and can only be described as both awe-inspiring and foreboding. It emanates from any portal or artifact associated with the Time God, enveloping the surroundings in an otherworldly atmosphere. This aura is not merely a visual phenomenon; it is a palpable presence that affects all who encounter it.

The aura manifests as a shimmering green light, with subtle variations in hue that dance and flicker like the flames of a mystical fire. The light is fluid, almost liquid, and it seems to ripple and flow as if responding to unseen currents. Occasionally, faint symbols or runes, ancient and undecipherable, can be glimpsed within the aura, suggesting a deep and unfathomable knowledge.

And all of this was flowing into Zilong's body.

Encountering the aura of the Time God is a multi-sensory experience. Alongside the visual display, there is a distinct vibration in the air, a low hum that resonates deep within one's bones. This sound is not loud, but it carries a weight that demands attention. The air itself feels charged, crackling with energy, and there is a sense of timelessness—as if past, present, and future are converging in that moment.

Zilong was absorbing this essence his mind seemed to enter a state of tranquility.

The presence of the Time God's aura invokes a complex mix of emotions. For those attuned to its power, it can be both comforting and intimidating. Zilong felt a particular sense of being watched, of an ancient intelligence observing and perhaps even judging. This can instill a feeling of insignificance, but also a profound respect for the mysteries of time.

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Zilong didn't know how long he had been there, his sense of time in this place was totally off, but his aborbsion of time essence(the aura of the time god but zilong decided to call it time essence).

His weave was already robust, it was brimming with an unnatural energy.

He felt as if his mind was about to explode and then a familiar sense washed over him.

'I've broken through again..' he thought as he continued to cultivate.