Ye Xiwen had no idea that because of Red Emperor's words, he had been thoroughly mythologized in everyone's hearts. Even if he had known, he would not have cared. What he had done was not mythology at all, merely a statement of fact.
Yet even a mere statement was no different from myth to many people—it was simply legend.
He soon entered the depths of the Creation Heavenly Palace and found the Central Celestial Venerable. Compared to how busy the Central Celestial Venerable had been ten years ago, he was undoubtedly far more relaxed now.
Over these ten years, although Ye Xiwen had been absent, the Central Celestial Venerable had still kept the entire situation of the Creation God Dynasty firmly in hand. The situation throughout the dynasty had gradually stabilized.
During the previous string of conflicts, the Creation God Dynasty, as the primary target of attack, had suffered grievous damage. If not for the dynasty's deep foundations, it likely would not have been able to endure.
But whether it was the Ancient Era or the outer domains, neither had come out unscathed. Faced with the Creation God Dynasty's desperate counterattack, they too had been badly battered and would need a very long time to recuperate.
Thus, by now, the situation throughout the Creation God Dynasty had stabilized, leaving only a few trivial odds and ends.
The Central Celestial Venerable even had the leisure to drink tea and comprehend the Dao within a small world deep in the Creation Heavenly Palace, a place as wondrous as an immortal realm.
When he saw Ye Xiwen enter, the Central Celestial Venerable was not surprised in the slightest. Ten years was a long time to mortals, but to Celestial Venerables, it was no more than the blink of an eye. It was as