Gu An immersed himself in Ji's memories, feeling those soul-stirring experiences of his.
At the same time, Gu An's understanding of the Extreme Dao Battle Technique grew deeper and deeper. It was called a battle technique, but in truth, it was Ji's Dao. He had gathered his cultivation methods, divine abilities, spells, and everything else he knew into the Extreme Dao Battle Technique, forming a combat system that belonged to him alone.
Through this stretch of memories, Gu An could be certain that the Taichu Era was incomparably distant from the present—so distant that it was probably hard to measure in millions or even tens of millions of years.
The Taichu Era, the Taigu Era, the Huanggu Era, the Daochu Era, the Zhonggu Era, the Hougu Era, the Tianyuan Era...
Countless years lay between each era. In the Taichu Era, Li Ya, Li Xuandao, and Lu Xian could still be seen, but by the later Taigu Era, their legends were already gone.
Yang Jian, all the more, could not have lived to the Taichu Era.
Gu An thought of many things, but he did not feel that the future had already been set, nor did he worry over those old acquaintances who had not appeared in Ji's life.
More than anything, he experienced Ji's life.
Ji's combat strength within the same realm was terrifying. Apart from fighting, he spent all his time cultivating. Judging from how quickly his Extreme Dao Battle Technique grew stronger, he had poured the vast majority of his lifespan into it.
By the time Gu An had finished inheriting all the memories, he felt that the Extreme Dao Battle Technique might be stronger than all the methods he currently possessed.
This fellow had not grown complacent after reaching the Carefree Immortal Realm. Instead, he had felt