"Doesn't Tianlan Continent also have Longevity Races?"
Luo Chuan remembered that the Demon Emperor's seclusion had lasted a hundred years. Sea demons neither aged nor died, and the Black Sparrow had remained from ancient times to the present...
When the history of bygone days appeared before his eyes in the form of reality, it felt as though he too stood within the vast river of time, watching the scenery along its banks change and eras rise and fall.
"Immortality..." Yao Ziyan chuckled softly. "Boss, do you think there truly is such a thing as immortality in this world?"
"Probably not." Luo Chuan shook his head.
The void was boundless and endless. Universes were like stars in the sky; at every moment, worlds were born, and worlds also perished.
Some worlds were desolate and barren, while others were bustling and prosperous. But when the end came, there was no difference between them.
Even worlds would perish, let alone the lives within them.
"Yes, there isn't." Yao Ziyan propped up her chin, gazing somewhat absently at the sunlight cast upon the ground. "An ordinary person's life lasts no more than a hundred years. Perhaps to them, a thousand years would already count as immortality."
Luo Chuan pondered Yao Ziyan's words. In an ordinary person's eyes, living for a thousand years could indeed be called immortality.
Across a thousand years of history, as time flowed and dynasties changed, had there ever been someone who witnessed it all firsthand, walking beside the river of time and silently watching its surging waters?
"Right, there's something I want to ask."
"Go ahead, Boss."
"How long can cultivators on Tianlan Continent live?"
Cultivators wielded spiritual energy, allowing them to accomplish many things far beyond ordinary people. Spiritual energy also nourished their bodies, making them different from common