Back then, Wang Xuan had waited until the mythology of the Mother Universe had gone dark for some years before setting out. Counting carefully, from the time he first set foot in the Old Supernatural Center of the previous epoch, through the supernatural migration, until the freezing, he had spent a total of 1,309 years there—shorter than what others had experienced.
Yet he had been active for several thousand years during the Era of Eternal Silence, wandering alone through the pitch-black depths of space where mythological destiny no longer existed, crossing countless Chong Universes.
"Chaotic Space-time Sea and Floating Boat Pure Land... Dalang drinking medicine, me becoming Wu Erlang back then—it truly was a time of green and tender youth. Where did all that time go? It flew by, and now another epoch has passed." Wang Xuan felt rather moved.
At that time, he had arrived at the Supernatural Center for a little over four years. Entering the Space-time Intertwine region from Pingtian Academy, he had met his nephew, who had taken the alias Wu Tian, and they had accidentally entered a secret land. In Floating Boat Pure Land, they had met Ruo Nan, Bai Hong, Jin Yao, and the others, before going on to raid the True Saint's Backyard.
Back then, whether Wang Xuan and Wu Tian or the people of Floating Boat Pure Land, all had gained greatly. They had agreed to return three thousand years later, dig through the secret realm, and gather more herbs.
In the blink of an eye, 1,695 years of the new epoch had already flowed by.
"Sixth Uncle, save me!" Wang Dao cried for help, his voice trembling.
Wang Xuan truly had not gone, nor had he thought Wang Dao would encounter danger after keeping the appointment. Yet his nephew was frantically