Ten years quietly passed once more.
For mortals, ten years was enough for children to grow into adults, for dynasties to change rulers, for countless people to grow old and die.
But for cultivators who had already stepped into the Half Immortal Realm, such a period was merely the blink of an eye.
Throughout these ten years, Tian Yongheng continued wandering through the Mortal World as he always had.
He crossed ancient dynasties where emperors ruled over hundreds of millions of mortals, walked through barren lands filled with famine and corpses, observed martial sects rise and fall, and witnessed geniuses who once shook entire mortal nations eventually disappear into obscurity beneath the flow of time.
Though unlike before, he didn't stay in one place for too long a time.
More than just one ancient Half Immortal observed him from time to time, yet no one dared to make a move.
