After the sun disappeared and the sky became dark, Wang Lin grabbed the absolute end essence. The essence flew into the dark sky and disappeared.

Staring at the sky that had appeared on the ceiling, Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. His hands formed seals and he muttered softly.

“Flowing Time…” His self-created spell that controlled the flow of time and could reverse thousands of years in an instant. This spell had its uses outside of battle. Right now, Wang Lin was using it to strengthen his essences.

The operations of the heavens and earth were very difficult for cultivators to control. Wang Lin  was trying to create his own sky and giving it night and day, which was very difficult.

At this moment, if someone else saw this, they would certainly be shocked.

“The spells the Dao Wang clan used to create caves and the Grand Empyreans’ power to create things from the void… Adding my Flowing Time spell, I can recreate the movement of the world...

“And I’m only refining one wall of this chamber, so it’s still something I can control.” Wang Lin...