"Time-space..." Song Lin pondered for a moment.
His future plan was to condense Nine Pills.
Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—Five Pills; Yang Qi, Heavenly Water, and Innate Eight Diagrams—Three Pills.
In total, that's eight.
If he added the Time-Space Golden Core, wouldn't that make it perfect?
The Time-Space Dao was inherently difficult to comprehend, and now that he'd encountered such an excellent specimen, how could he not claim it?
"Do you know its weaknesses?"
"It's hard to catch. Jiao'liao can tear through the void and flee at any moment. However, there is a method—use cold afflictions and curses. Curses are invisible, transcend the limitations of time and space, and thus, they won't be able to escape. You can track them using the aura of the curse. Alternatively, you could have King Wen calculate the precise location."
"I know what to do."
The Heavenly Realm, Qilin Mountain.
