King Time

The hourglass king

As soon as Shun Long finished his words, the triangular stone within his mind began to tremble as if it was influenced by Shun Long's words and the image that appeared in his mind.

There were no words, just a collection of very ancient images depicting a person without a special face breathing in a strange pattern. At one time the person takes a deep breath, and then repeatedly exhales in 5 or 6 smaller breaths. The scene changes, showing the same person again, showing 6 or 7 times in one breath and then expelling everything through 2 smaller breaths. The images then slowly changed and the person stood up and lifted up the large ball-shaped white mountain that had just emerged from the thin air on the ground beside him using both of his hands, and then slowly raised it into the air above him.

Everything shook after that, as the scene grew increasingly blurred until it completely faded away and the power of the word was miraculously imprinted deep within Shun Long's soul: ''Monarch's Hourglass''.

These words were not written in the language once known to be associated with Shun Long, both in this life as well as in his previous life and although everything seemed like an invisible and even slightly fuzzy ancient symbol, the, Shun Long was able to clearly understand that the meaning of these formed symbols was ''The Sand King's Hour' as if it became something engraved in his soul.

Shun Long's consciousness returned to his body as he hurriedly looked to examine the back of his head. He clearly remembered being struck on the occipital bone, which was located in the back under his head, but not only was there blood flowing from him now, he said, but there was not even a single lump to prove that he had just been brutally beaten to the ground just a few hours ago.

The blood that had shown red on the grass everything that had happened before, long disappeared since the triangular-shaped stone had emitted a blue light to obliterate the lightning that was in the air, along with something else within a radius of a mile around Shun Long.

Not just the grass, but everything in the area of 1 mile around him was barren land without the slightest vegetation, in stark contrast to the area outside that was full of grasses and flowers.

there was something that actually tracked the traces of life around and even the corpses of the 2 dead bodyguards Shun Long and their 3 horses were not in this.

Unluckily for Shun Long, his clothes were not affected by this or they would completely disappear, but even if they were not affected by it, they still carried out the campaign due to the previous assassination attack.

The robe he was wearing was almost destroyed now that the practical part was enough to disappear, leaving the entire left part of it open, all because of the attack carried out earlier that took his life. His right arm was completely torn apart while there were several pieces of swords on the part that covered his stomach.

Shun Long guessed that the reason his wound was miraculously healed was most likely a triangular-shaped stone and he endlessly gratefully would end before it even began.

Although to an outsider he seemed to be in a condition that had due to his clothes, his body was not even a single wound and was actually full of energy.

Shun Long finally stood up, and started running at full speed towards the northeast for half an hour before finally stopping while panting.

The Blue Forest City was located north of the Blue Forest and Shun Long had noticed before that his assassins were taking themselves towards the northwest when the thunderstorm arrived.

Shun, Long, an idiot, though he knew his killer would not come to find a high chance they would assume that he died from his injuries. And even if he somehow did not die with the injuries they inflicted, he would still die in that thunderstorm. But Shun Long was still unwilling to take the risk, because if those people came back to ensure his death and finally found a living and healthy state, they would definitely finish the job this time around.

.....

Shun Long took 5 hours to reach the Blue Forest city and although Shun Long had previously lived here all his life, this was the first time for Shun Long who had only seen the Blue Forest city in his memories, for trouble.

The outline of the city was enormous and a group of people came and went to and from the city gates the entire time.

Even though it was night, the activity in the Blue Forest city was as crowded as day with people everywhere in the streets and taverns.

As the closest city to the Blue Forest, its city walls were 10m (33 ft) high and 3m (10 ft) thick, and even if a magical earth rank came to attack them, it was not a good place to visit, it would not be able to surprise them in the slightest because of their special formation.

Shun Long followed the people who entered the gate where pedestrians and carriages were seen entering, and relying on the memories in his brain, he followed the path towards his home.

People in the city did not even glance at it a second time because it was too common for people to come to the city with camping clothes and in some rare cases without clothes at all after they went on an adventure to the Blue Forest.

After all, these people would not connect the boy wearing this used cloth, with the son of the strongest formation expert in the city.

After a few twists and turns, Shun Long was still on the main road when he arrived in front of a plantation having a 4m (13 ft) high wall around it and 2 soldiers standing guard in front of the main entrance. The two of them might be around 25 or 26 years old, and if Shun Long started cultivating, he would understand the aura they were emitting that was at the peak of Qi condensation.

When the guards saw the young man in clothes approaching, one of the two took a step forward and raised his left hand as he was about to shout ''stop'', with his right hand resting on his sword ready to finish him off if the man continued walking towards the estate.

Shun Long cared about the guard as he walked towards the entrance of the estate, and when he noticed the young man's face, realizing that it belonged to the young master, he hurriedly sifted with one knee paying attention.

Just as Shun Lama was about to pass through the plantation, a rumbling sound was heard from behind along with an angry voice that sounded a few meters away from the plantation, forcing Shun Long's footsteps to come to a halt