Time flew like an arrow; the years passed like a shuttle.
Three hundred years had slipped by without Li Yun noticing after he entered the Chaotic Void.
Without realizing it, Li Yun had reached the ripe old age of nearly four hundred.
If he had not transmigrated, lived a second life, and embarked upon the path of cultivation, Li Yun would never have imagined that he could live so long.
Thinking back on it, everything truly felt like a dream.
What was frightening was that this dream had actually happened. And to Li Yun, those three hundred years—which should have felt interminably long—had passed neither too quickly nor too slowly.
Now, he—
was like a Void wanderer. In the Chaotic Void, where directions were indistinguishable and east, south, west, and north no longer existed, he had long since lost track of how far he had shifted away.
He had no idea how far he was from the Great Void World anymore.
Even with the strength of an Immortal Venerable and the power of an Immortal Gate, his connection to the people in the Sacred Heaven Realm had become exceedingly faint.
After three hundred long years of shifting through the Void, what shocked him most was still its vastness. This Chaos Great Void ruled by the Supreme Immortal Gate was simply too immense, too boundless to describe with words.
Over the past three hundred years—
the Heavenly Dao he had stolen from Xiao Tianfei had long since been raised to the ninth level of perfection. Moreover, using the Cognition Points he had accumulated over those three centuries, he had successively elevated the various Sacred Daos he had previously loaded to the ninth level of perfection as well.
Afterward, he acquired several new Sacred Daos in succession and raised those as well.