For those who cultivated immortality, years held no meaning. A mere hundred years, to a high-level cultivator, counted for nothing if spent in secluded meditation. To call it the blink of an eye might be a little too much, but it truly passed very quickly.
Yet for ordinary people, that was a whole and complete lifetime.
Lin Xuan was naturally no ordinary man, and yet his journey to the Ice Sea Realm this time had been incomparably rich. In that short span of a hundred years, far too much had happened, too many experiences worth savoring and remembering.
So when Lin Xuan returned to the Cloud Hidden Mountain Range and looked upon the familiar sights, he actually felt as though an entire lifetime had passed.
His emotions surged beyond measure, and Lin Xuan could not help throwing back his head and singing aloud. His song was like the cry of a dragon and the call of a phoenix, piercing straight into the ninth heaven, winding on without end; even the clouds between heaven and earth were shaken apart and scattered.
This place was still a thousand li from the Cloud Hidden Sect's main headquarters, but with such a great commotion, unless the disciples patrolling the mountain deliberately pretended not to see it, they would certainly discover something.
He did not wait long before spiritual light flared ahead. Lin Xuan made a rough count—there were dozens of streaks of spiritual light shooting toward this place...
Flying at the very front was a pink Startling Rainbow, quite eye-catching, not only because it was the fastest, but also because a faint fragrance lingered around that spiritual light, drifting in and out of perception.
Lin Xuan's brows rose. He vaguely felt that spiritual light was somewhat familiar, but for the moment he could not