Chapter 1490

This region is now empty.

In the era of the Ancient Gods, it was also empty.

In the era of Xi Hua, it was still empty.

Moreover, throughout the long passage of time, this region was never considered a core area.

It was a rather remote region.

During his time reversal, Lin Yan delved deeper into ancient eras and found that even before Xi Hua's time, this place was always empty.

Nothing at all.

But strangely, in this place of nothingness, the shadow came here periodically, over an unimaginably long time.

And after arriving, the shadow said nothing and did nothing—often simply lingering here briefly before leaving.

The intervals between the shadow's visits varied in length.

The shortest interval was just a few million years.

The longest, according to Lin Yan's calculations during time reversal, stretched over hundreds of millions of years.

Over the long eons, the shadow had visited this region nearly a hundred times.

Each visit was nearly identical: a brief pause, then departure.

It seemed the shadow merely came to look at this place.

So the question arises: what is there to see in this utterly empty region?

After his last time reversal, Lin Yan had crushed this region into countless fragments and studied each fragment individually, yet found no difference whatsoever.

He even took on a flame form and burned away this region, including the space itself, yet still detected no anomaly.

It was completely, utterly ordinary.

But now, when Lin Yan reversed time to the very beginning of the world and then advanced the timeline slightly, he finally noticed something different.

At that time, this region had something in it.

Yet, this something seemed strange.

It was entirely filled with some kind of substance.

It appeared to be at the center of a continent?

No, not quite.

The surrounding matter did not resemble stone or other ordinary materials.

It resembled a living, writhing substance.

"Chaos?"

Lin Yan murmured.

Before his transmigration, he had heard the tale of Pangu cleaving heaven and earth—how, at the world's dawn, all was chaos…

But Lin Yan quickly dismissed this possibility.

This was not the same world; how could Pangu exist here?

Lin Yan began reversing time forward from the world's origin.

Going further back was impossible—he had reached the limit of time reversal at the world's birth, and it had cost him ten thousand drops of Primordial Divine Power; it seemed he would never see how this world came to be.

Unless one day his Divine Power reached infinite abundance and could withstand such consumption, perhaps then it might be possible.

So he reversed time forward instead—after all, his goal was not to witness the world's birth, but to find the shadow.

Soon after reversing forward, the scene changed.

Lin Yan discovered that this region writhed once every few hundred years.

"Could it be inside some ancient creature?"

Lin Yan wondered again.

But could any ancient creature move only once every few hundred years?

Lin Yan suppressed his doubt and continued observing.

Several hundred years passed, and the region writhed a second time!

"It writhed again."

Lin Yan muttered.

Then Lin Yan directly reversed time to a few hundred years after the second writhing—the region writhed a third time.

"The interval between writhings has shortened."

Lin Yan thought.

He continued tracing forward.

He found the writhing intervals were indeed decreasing.

But this writhing never ceased.

Until nearly ten thousand years later, the interval became once per year.

At the same time, Lin Yan sensed an unusual aura.

"This is…"

Lin Yan's gaze sharpened!

Lin Yan realized something and continued rapidly tracing forward.

The aura grew stronger, stronger still.

It was…

The aura of life!

Lin Yan finally understood why this region writhed.

So this entire region had, for over a hundred thousand years, been…

nurturing a life!

"Heaven and earth as the placenta—what could this life be?"

Lin Yan's mind raced.

Only a hundred thousand years had passed since the world's birth, yet this life had begun nurturing not long after the world's origin!

It might be…

the first life to emerge since the world's creation!

Vast images flowed through Lin Yan's mind.

Lin Yan recalled how that shadow had come here countless times over endless ages, seemingly only to gaze upon this place.

It felt like a common person, grown and away from home, returning periodically to visit.

"Could this life being nurtured here be him?"

This thought flashed in Lin Yan's mind!

If so, then that shadow might be the very first life since heaven and earth were born!

This possibility was the greatest!

He continued looking downward.

After another hundred thousand years, the region's pulsing finally became once per day!

As this pulsing intensified, the life force within the region grew ever stronger.

Another sound emerged from within this region.

It was…

a heartbeat!

The sound of a heartbeat!

But this heartbeat was extremely slow, barely once every few hundred years.

Lin Yan did not stop—he continued rewinding.

After another hundred thousand years, the heartbeat's rhythm finally quickened, reaching once every few years.

After another hundred thousand years, the heartbeat's rhythm reached once per year.

When time reached five hundred thousand years, a cry rang out across the entire world!

The life nurtured for five hundred thousand years, with heaven and earth as its placenta, was born!

It looked like a human infant.

Small in size, its eyes brilliantly bright, its cheeks even plump and round.

"No."