Meanwhile, in the Eastern Continent, a white robed figure slowly walked beneath the vast heavens.
Tian Yongheng did not travel quickly.
Just like before, he continued advancing through the Mortal World at an unhurried pace like an ordinary traveler.
Mountains and rivers passed by him one after another.
Years quietly flowed onward.
Along the way, Tian Yongheng continuously experienced the countless facets of the mortal world.
Sometimes he would stop beside a mortal village and silently watch children playing beneath the setting sun, sometimes sitting within bustling taverns while listening to wandering cultivators discussing ancient ruins and heavenly prodigies.
At times, he passed through ancient cultivation cities hidden between mountains and clouds, and at times, he crossed barren lands where even encountering a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator was difficult.
The Eastern Continent was full of wonders, both mortal and Immortal alike.
