"Little Golden, how come after all these years, your cultivation is still at this level? Could it be that you were sealed away throughout these several eras? But there was no need for that!?" Kunpeng Ancestor quickly noticed something strange: after so many years, this junior of his had not improved his cultivation at all?
Wasn't that far too inconceivable!?
By rights, this young man was a junior he thought highly of, with exceptional talent. Even if he could not become a disciple of their Body Cultivation System, and found it difficult to become a Dao Ancestor at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level, becoming an Immortal King after several eras should not have been a problem at all.
How had he not improved in the slightest over these several eras?
He was still at the level of the human realm?
That was simply unbelievable!?
What else could it be? The one before us is merely his past self, reflected from the River of Time. Naturally, he would not have grown, Zhou Tong silently grumbled.
The young man's face was bloodless, pale as paper. Even his body was faint and hazy, utterly unreal. Yet Kunpeng Ancestor could not see through any of this because he was not strong enough.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, a beam of dazzling five-colored light descended with a crash.
A figure emerged from within the light.
Zhou Tong stiffened, thinking, This aura... she is alive, and she is an Immortal Emperor...
High Heaven truly was High Heaven. At last, someone normal had appeared—and she was a genuine Immortal Emperor!
To encounter an Immortal Emperor as soon as I arrived in High Heaven... Yet she came so promptly. Does that mean those "ghosts" reflected from the past were all her work? Zhou Tong could not help feeling suspicious.
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