"Haha, kid, congratulations! You've been reborn from the inside out in a single stroke. You can be called quite the figure now!"
If Yi Yun's entry into the Purple Blood Realm had been the first step on the long road of martial cultivation, then the Venerable realm was already the point where he had entered the hall and could make something of himself.
Even in the super sects, a Venerable could serve as an elder and receive the respect of others.
Yi Yun had spent nearly one hundred and twenty years advancing from the eighth-floor Dao Palace to the Venerable realm.
He originally shouldn't have needed so long, but his cultivation speed had previously been too fast, leaving him no time to temper his foundation. As a result, he had spent the first eighty years settling and consolidating it.
For cultivation, venturing out to gain experience and fighting to the death certainly allowed one's cultivation to grow faster, but secluded cultivation and fusing with the laws were also indispensable.
One hundred and twenty years was an incredibly long time—enough to double Yi Yun's life. Yet in reality, because of the Oblivion River Water, his actual bone age had increased by only five years. It was as though time had stagnated on Yi Yun over the past century.
Such a fortuitous opportunity made Old Snake unbearably envious. He was already old, and his life potential had long been exhausted. Even if he drank the Oblivion River Water and caused time to stagnate around him, it would have little effect. He could not compare with Yi Yun, who was precisely at the stage of life when his potential was at its most vigorous.
Drinking the Oblivion River Water at such a time had allowed Yi Yun's life potential to burn vigorously for