Over an hour later, Chu Fei temporarily emerged from seclusion and met Shangguan Qinghong.
Ever since Chu Fei transcended his tribulation, the two had not seen each other for more than two hundred years. Yet Shangguan Qinghong had become even more spirited and radiant.
Chu Fei stared at Shangguan Qinghong for quite a while, making her feel a little embarrassed. "What are you looking at?"
Chu Fei smiled. "I remembered the first time we met. Back then, you seemed like a celestial maiden descending to earth—so perfect that I could not even find words good enough to describe you.
"Back then, you were like a white swan. Or perhaps a crane. And I was like an ugly duckling that had not yet grown up."
Shangguan Qinghong smiled, but as she smiled, she let out a sigh. "Yet before setting off for this True God Competition, seeing you gave me that same feeling. You have become the true leader of Ascending Dragon Hall, while I had to cross thousands of light-years to come learn from you."
Chu Fei laughed heartily. The two looked at each other. Time had passed, and without them realizing it, they had forged a unique bond.
They had chased one another all this time, and now, one after the other, both were about to transcend tribulation.
After laughing, Chu Fei gradually grew serious. "I heard that your Formatting Re-Cultivation this time nearly collapsed completely. It gave me quite a scare. You dropped in one go from the 20.0 True God Stage to the 16.0 low-level god stage. I do not even dare imagine it. You even left behind a will?"
Shangguan Qinghong remained composed. "Is that not what our predecessors did? Everyone used their sacrifices to drive the development of Yanhuang Civilization. We cannot simply enjoy what