Permanent Martial Arts Chapter 1968: Metamorphosis of the Essence!

Lin Feng descended into a profound silence within the spacetime prison.

At that particular moment, the spacetime prison appeared to be undergoing a bizarre "evolution."

Lin Feng watched clearly as the spacetime power inside the prison gradually transformed into the rule of spacetime. This was not the oppressive rule of spacetime found within the Origin Gate, but rather a completely frozen rule of spacetime, reminiscent of the Eternal Realm.

It felt as though every layer of spacetime had been turned into a single, motionless snapshot.

Previously, Lin Feng’s mind had been filled with numerous future fragments deduced through the future path.

Now, however, those fragments of the future had vanished, as if they had been violently cut away. It was as if no "future" existed anymore, or perhaps the "future" was now confined solely to this spacetime prison.

Boom.

In the following instant, the spacetime prison achieved a total metamorphosis.

There was no visible rise in its energy levels.

Lin Feng could sense it distinctly; while the energy remained nearly the same, the spacetime power within the spacetime prison had vanished entirely.

The entire spacetime prison had been reshaped into a "box."

Because the spacetime prison was a supreme treasure refined by Lin Feng, it belonged to him heart and soul. Consequently, the second the spacetime prison "metamorphosed," Lin Feng gained a profound realization of its true nature.

“Spacetime prison… A spacetime terminating supreme treasure. So this is its true form…”

Lin Feng finally understood. He now grasped why the West Wing Master and the others referred to it as a spacetime terminating supreme treasure.

In fact, Lin Feng felt the name "spacetime prison" was even more fitting.

The reasoning was straightforward: its true purpose was to incarcerate all lifeforms, including those who walked the path of spacetime cultivators.

Within the spacetime prison, there was no future spacetime. Only the past and the present existed here.

A person could exist entirely in the current moment or undergo reincarnation within the spacetime prison. While the spacetime rules of the past would not affect them inside the prison, there simply was no future. To put it another way, once someone was trapped in the spacetime prison, they were utterly suppressed.

If a person perished within the spacetime prison without a future, every single timeline would die with them. All futures would be extinguished, leaving them to exist only in the past.

With only one timeline left in the past, if someone were to destroy that past, the individual would be fundamentally dead. They would vanish from the long river of spacetime, reaching a state of total annihilation.

Naturally, even if one’s future was severed and they died inside the spacetime prison, it was effectively the end.

After all, no one had ever died in the present, lost their future, and still managed to achieve transcendence through the past. Such a feat was entirely impossible.

“So this is the path of the future…” Lin Feng whispered to himself.

He had spent a vast amount of time contemplating the principle of spacetime and had mastered over 20 timelines, yet he had gained no insight into the future path and possessed little comprehension of it.

But now, Lin Feng had witnessed the metamorphosis of the spacetime prison with his own eyes. He had grasped the core essence of the prison: it functioned by severing the future path, acting as a literal "prison" for spacetime cultivators.

Once locked inside, as long as their future remained severed, there was no escape. They might even truly… die!

Boom.

The spacetime prison continued to shudder violently.

Even though the prison had undergone a metamorphosis, it was a change in quality rather than raw power. Therefore, the spacetime prison remained vulnerable to the force of external attacks.

Currently, it was enduring the combined onslaught of 13 spacetime cultivators.

If their combined strength reached a certain threshold, they could still potentially destroy the spacetime prison.

Lin Feng now possessed a profound insight into the future path. He felt a faint spark of realization. This was the dawn of "comprehension."

“Comprehending the principle” was not a guaranteed result of controlling a specific number of timelines. Some might achieve this clarity after mastering only one or two timelines, while others might fail to grasp the principle even with hundreds of timelines under their control.

In the process of grasping the principle, "comprehension" was the vital element. Without that spark of understanding, all efforts were meaningless.

Lin Feng was now on the verge of that very comprehension.

However, he first needed to deal with the 13 spacetime cultivators who were relentlessly battering the spacetime prison. If he didn't, he would have no peace to complete his comprehension of the principle.

“I shall deal with you first.”

In the next breath, Lin Feng soared out of the spacetime prison.

“Oh? You’ve finally decided to show yourself?” the West Wing Master mocked.

In truth, the West Wing Master had also realized that the spacetime prison could not endure their relentless assault forever. It had a breaking point. If they kept up the pressure, the prison would eventually crack.

Lin Feng looked at the West Wing Master and his companions with an indifferent gaze. Although the spacetime prison had completed its metamorphosis, its outward aura remained unchanged. Only its fundamental essence had shifted.

Only now did the spacetime prison truly earn its name; it was finally in its perfected state.

Lin Feng shook his head and spoke, “It is not that I wished to come out, but rather that your time has run out! Spacetime cultivators, do you truly believe I am incapable of killing you?”

“Kill us? Haha! We control dozens of timelines. How could you possibly kill us? Now, surrender the spacetime terminating supreme treasure,” the West Wing Master sneered.

“Since you are aware it is a spacetime terminating supreme treasure, do you actually understand what 'termination' means?”

Lin Feng’s question left the group slightly dazed.

However, Lin Feng offered them no time for reflection.

Buzz.

The spacetime prison suddenly expanded at a frantic pace, and the spacetime domain manifested once more.

Yet, the current spacetime domain was different. It was no longer merely composed of spacetime power—it was now formed from the spacetime rule!

The 13 spacetime cultivators were instantly immobilized.

They appeared completely unable to resist. As Lin Feng swept his hand and dragged the 13 spacetime cultivators into the spacetime prison, a sense of terror finally gripped them.

“What is this place?”

“I can no longer feel the timelines. This cannot be!”

“How can we lose our connection? What kind of supreme treasure is this?”

These spacetime cultivators, the West Wing Master included, were finally consumed by fear.

Spacetime cultivators were typically brimming with confidence. Regardless of an opponent's strength, they could always retreat into their timelines, making them essentially unkillable.

But that safety net depended entirely on their ability to sense their timelines.

Now, trapped by the spacetime prison, that connection was severed. They understood perfectly well what this implied.

“The termination of spacetime is, in truth, the termination of the future!”

Lin Feng shook his head. With a single thought—

Bang.

The physical form of a spacetime cultivator who had mastered 10 timelines was instantly pulverized into dust.

Simultaneously, Lin Feng felt every trace of that cultivator vanish. It was now impossible for him to return to any of those timelines.

In other words, no future existed within the spacetime prison. Once a person died here, they were truly dead, their existence "terminated" forever.