Three thousand years!
Such a span of time was nothing to cultivators who had attained immortality and undying life.
A single seclusion session of theirs might last even longer than that.
But for Feng Xi, it had been far too long.
And what he had gained here was truly far too much.
Riding in the dragon carriage, he had toured the Primordial World in a blur of fleeting scenery, looking down from above at one magnificent landscape after another.
He had imprinted the universe and heaven and earth in his heart, imperceptibly enduring the impact and influence of the vast Primordial World, sublimating his spirit and bearing silently and invisibly.
—Reading ten thousand books was not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.
This was no empty saying.
After personally experiencing the vastness of the universe and completely broadening his horizons, no longer confined to a tiny corner... after such experiences, even though his cultivation had not improved, Feng Xi could still feel with incomparable clarity—
Compared to his past self, he was now completely different!
He had climbed Kunlun Mountain, visited the Starry Sky, and entered the Blood Sea... Near the Daoist grounds of one Great Divine Ability User after another, he had measured the land with his own feet, comprehended the pure lands suffused with the radiance of the Grand Unity Supreme Dao Fruits, and listened to sacred Dao hymns that had remained imperishable for countless ages...
Even if one were the beloved disciple of a mighty figure, how could one be carried along to experience, one by one, the Three Thousand Grand Unity Daoist grounds and personally sense the Daoist resonance of every Great Luo throughout the Entire Primordial World?
Yet among the Witch Clan, that had been possible!
Ancestral Witch Dijiang had advocated meeting with every