In this life, he no longer felt as he had in the past. Back then, he had struggled bitterly and narrowly escaped death time and again; every year on the path of cultivation had brought countless tribulations. Yet in this life, a single meditation session saw thousands of years rush by.
Ye Fan pondered all kinds of longevity methods, constantly testing and verifying this path.
The same span of time, yet a different way of living.
After several cycles of seclusion, the ages drifted by. Five thousand years had passed in the world. This was the Heavenly Emperor's lonely path.
He stood high above the nine heavens, looking down at the vibrant youths of the mortal world. They were still somewhat immature, yet filled with hope as they charged toward their own skies. But he could no longer fit among them.
Suddenly, he took a step and arrived in the Tian Xing Forbidden Zone. An Miaoyi, Dragon Horse, Jiang Tingting, and the others had all sealed themselves away, waiting for the right time.
Only Feng Xing Tian remained alone, while the Forbidden Zone remained unchanged.
"Senior!"
Ye Fan saw the young man sitting in meditation beneath the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree. Dust covered his body, and he wore coarse linen clothes, yet an immense ancient aura emanated from him.
Feng Xing Tian opened his eyes, glanced at Ye Fan, and teased, "Not dead yet? Congratulations, brat. You've lived a second life. In this, you've already surpassed many great emperors throughout history who never cut themselves down."
"You flatter me, Senior. Compared to you, I am not worth mentioning!"
"What brings you here?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan smiled. "I merely grew restless after being still for too long. It had been many years since I last saw you, Senior, so I