Three years was not actually that long. For cultivators, it was no more than the time it took to close and open one's eyes.
If someone else had obtained an Undying ability like the Dao of "Reincarnation," let alone three years, even thirty thousand years, three hundred million years, or even three epochs would likely not feel too long.
However, for Wang Xian, the time really had been a little too long, even though he was now already over a hundred years old.
After sighing, Wang Xian raised his right hand and looked at his bare index and middle fingers. He murmured, "I need to recover the Ring of Void and the Time Ring first. If nothing unexpected happened, the Time Ring and Ring of Void should have fallen into the God Race's hands. I just hope the two rings haven't reached God."
Wang Xian had a headache.
If the Time Ring and Ring of Void had fallen into God's hands, retrieving them in a short time would probably be extremely difficult.
Three years ago, Wang Xian had been instantly killed by God's phantom, and he had learned some things. God was not the Nine-Revolutions Immortal Emperor of legend, but a Ten-Revolutions Immortal Emperor above the Nine-Revolutions Immortal Emperor.
A Ten-Revolutions Immortal Emperor also had another title—the Heavenly Emperor.
Trying to snatch the Time Ring and Ring of Void back from a Heavenly Emperor was practically impossible.
"Alas!"
Wang Xian sighed.
He knew that God was powerful, but he had never expected God's phantom to instantly kill him with a single glance, leaving him with absolutely no chance to resist. If he had known it would turn out this way, he definitely would have stored the Time Ring and Ring of Void in his Inner World or Sea of Consciousness.