Time would not stop in its tracks for anyone. Three yuan was neither long nor short, and the days flew by. The three-yuan deadline in Great Emperor Tianyuan's declaration was fast approaching!
Standing atop the highest peak in Gourd Valley, Bai Yang gazed at the twisted space in the void. A shadow of dread lingered in his heart.
Perhaps the next moment, perhaps today, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps the day after... What Great Emperor Tianyuan had declared he would do could happen at any time.
One hui ago, Bai Yang had stopped cultivating. With the Dao Scripture, the Fountain of Life, and the many insights left by the predecessors aboard the Eternal Boat, he had reached the peak of the Sage realm. He had completely fused with the eight supreme rules, and as his cultivation advanced, the three thousand roots of the Tree of Life had also fully merged with the three thousand supreme rules. And yet, for some unknown reason, the Tree of Life remained a sapling, without growing in the slightest...
Having reached the peak of the Sage realm, Bai Yang could no longer make even the tiniest bit of progress through cultivation. He couldn't see the slightest hope of entering the Dao Master realm, so he simply gave up cultivating and took to a carefree life among the clouds and wilds, hoping that a flash of inspiration in the natural world might let him grasp the chance to step into the Dao Master realm.
But one hui was simply too short. Bai Yang traveled to countless places without finding that elusive opportunity, so he returned to the valley to await the day named in Great Emperor Tianyuan's declaration.
During those three yuan, few things happened that were worth the attention of someone at Bai Yang's level. The only