The years flew like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed. Within the world domain, the All Heavens Star Meridian connected from every direction, converging on Li Hao.
He sat cross-legged before a divine tree mottled with five colors. Its branches and leaves flourished, divine radiance threading through every part of its foliage like veins.
The young man's gaze rested on the little figure in his hands. With the years as his blade, he carved its brows and eyes stroke by stroke.
Before long, an old man with an aged face, gentle eyes, a faint smile, and a hint of wild abandon appeared lifelike in his hands. Those eyes seemed to move, as though alive.
"Old Feng..."
Li Hao murmured softly.
The years had flowed on, and centuries had passed since their parting, yet their features remained clear in Li Hao's heart, familiar and dear.
He wondered where Old Feng and the Yu Emperor were now. Among the Li Family, Second Madam had treated him well; he wondered where she was, too.
"Wait for me..."
Li Hao said softly.
A panel notification sprang up before his eyes.
[Carving experience has reached its limit. Please comprehend the mindstate as soon as possible.]
After ten years of carving, using the Five Dao Divine Tree as his divine material, Li Hao had finally accumulated enough experience to perfect his Path of Carving.
Now, all that remained was comprehending the mindstate.
Yet throughout those ten years, besides accumulating experience through carving, he had already been exploring the mindstate. The thirteenth segment carving mindstate, however, was like mist-without a trace, unseen and untouchable.
"The years are the blade's edge. The essence of carving is the years..."
"Where, then, does the deeper Path of Carving lie?"
A trace of bewilderment