A day in heaven was a year on earth.
As time stretched on, most of the fiery determination Yang Jian and Yang Chan had once felt to find their family had long been worn away.
It was not that they had never considered storming the Underworld and using the Book of Life and Death to glimpse the traces of Reincarnation. But both of them still held their breath—within the vast Prehistoric Universe, with the ties of their former bloodline, they refused to believe they could not find their loved ones.
Another hundred thousand years passed. The siblings slew ghosts and eradicated evil all along the way, accumulating a modest amount of merit. At last, on a remote Ten Mile Slope, they found that familiar yet unfamiliar soul aura.
But the Vast Sea had turned to mulberry fields. After reincarnating eighteen hundred times, the handsome young man he had once been was now a stunningly beautiful woman.
Yang Jian and Yang Chan both stared so wide-eyed that their eyeballs nearly popped out. Was this really the one?
The countless words they had stored up for a hundred thousand years were instantly washed away by this absurd sight.
So Reincarnation was this unpredictable. The affairs of their former lives had long been ground away beyond recognition.
The siblings exchanged a glance, and just like that, they let everything go. Big brother? Why keep looking for some big brother?
They would not search anymore. If fate allowed it, they would meet again.
Yang Jian revealed his original appearance. The aura of an immortal god around him was especially conspicuous amid the Red Dust Qi.
He spoke in a deep voice. "Our mortal ties have ended, little sister. Let's go to Chaoge."
Yang Chan nodded. Their figures turned into two streams of clear light