Severin's journey had one clear objective—to reach that original space. Within it lay the essence of the world, and whoever refined it would wield mastery over the entire Bleurealm,.Bleurealm far surpassed the Small Thousand Worlds within Severin's body. Despite the latter growing to an almost comparable level as the former, the repeated extraction of celestial power hindered the development of a flourishing civilization and populace. Left to evolve on their own, the sentient beings within would require at least several thousand years to match Bleurealm's stature.However, if he is willing to intervene in the Small Thousand Worlds' development and preach the way of attainment, the time needed to attain that would likely be much reduced. Yet, Severin could not afford such a lengthy wait—instead, he opted to refine the original space and become the Lord of Bleurealm. It was a coveted position that even the Ancestora took several eras to complete. Severin had the feeling that it repres

Severin sighed. "It's rather unfortunate that the mark is incomplete."According to the information provided by the heavenly heart imprint, it was able to confer control over the entire Bleu Celestial Realm once it was whole again. The object was once a supreme heavenly treasure in ancient times, but when the heaven shattered, it fragmented into three pieces along with the Bleu Celestial Realm. Despite its incomplete state, Severin still stood to benefit from integrating the heavenly heart imprint into him.He felt that his comprehension of the origin of heaven and earth and the speed of his mastery of laws would be accelerated. No secret in the world could remain hidden from him. The once cryptic runes gradually began to make sense, and the original space within his Small Thousand Worlds began to teem with the laws.Soon after integrating the heavenly heart imprint, Severin retracted his thoughts and focused on the river of time at his feet. He peered through the golden river water

Severin, forged upstream and reached a point 200,000 years in the past. Golden waves surged before him, pulsating with a formidable energy. Severin halted and stared at the largest wave with rapt attention.Within its undulating currents could be seen the clash of two figures, their confrontation so intense that it seemed to make the world around them feel small. One combatant, dressed in green robes, wielded a small green tower that radiated boundless celestial brilliance. Its powers inflicted grievous wounds upon the opponent—a demon.The battle raged on from day to night, tearing the earth and causing the stars to dim. The demonic entity proved to be more bizarre than the Ancestora which Severin had encountered, for it was impervious to conventional methods and even the power of law. With a casual gesture, it siphoned the power of heaven and earth within tens of thousands of miles, transforming it into chaotic energy that filled the sky and destroyed it.Yet, despite the demon's

Severin could not help but shudder as he reflected on the harrowing encounter. He silently acknowledged that it was the protection conferred upon him by the heavenly heart imprint that prevented him from being utterly obliterated by the terrifying force of the swordwill's projection.Gazing upon the tranquil flow of the golden river before him, Severin's expression turned solemn. He surmised that the expansive realm he had glimpsed was none other than the ancient Bleu Celestial Realm. However, the answer as to what sort of cataclysmic event could have prompted the celestial sovereign to unleash his transcendent power and cleave the river of time with a single stroke of divine will remained unknown.Throughout history, individuals of supreme mana and supernatural prowess had sought to obliterate all remnants of the era preceding the intervention. Even with the heavenly heart imprint in his possession, Severin remained unable to peer beyond that veil of that erased era. It was a privil

Bygones were bygones, and Severin shook his head to dispel the elation of his recent breakthrough. He had not forgotten that he had incurred the wrath of a royal celestial! Though King Luther resided in the devil realm, who could ascertain whether they might possess peculiar abilities that enabled him to traverse the river of time once more.At the mere thought of such an unpredictable and potentially fatal factor, Severin's newfound joy dissipated instantly. He snapped to attention and cautioned himself against becoming complacent.He emerged from his room and treaded lightly on the bluestone path outside. The vegetation around him seemed to bend down to tease his senses. As soon as he walked out of the room, a fragrant breeze teased his nostrils."Daddy!" Before he could fully absorb the scene, a diminutive figure flung herself into his embrace. Selene clung to his arm like a sloth, drawing a smile from Severin. Since entering the cave world, he hardly had much time to spend with