The corridor of the Nine Layer Tower was unusually clean.
Spotless.
On the stairs, ancient patterns were carved, inscribed long ago as arrays. These arrays, as time passed, not only did not fade away but became clearer.
Fang Yu had no desire to fathom the meaning of these arrays.
No matter what kind of patterns, what kind of scenes, eventually, one must step onto them to truly grasp the ultimate mysteries of the law above the Ninth Layer.
"The Great Law of the realm of space, I have already comprehended... the Great Law of the future I also know... so the only Great Law remaining must be time."
Fang Yu couldn't help but smile softly and mutter to himself, "The Nine Layer Tower marking this as the world's foremost Great Law is quite reasonable. After all, nothing in this world can escape the chase of time. Space may explode and vanish someday, but time never will, not even the longest-living species can race against time..."
Staring at the ancient and serene staircase.
