Over the next dozen years or so, Xuantian continued refining pills as he always had.
His cultivation had already reached the peak of the First Step, the so-called Yang Reality Immortal.
When he spread out his divine sense, he found no trace of Wang Lin or Zhou Ru in the valley. Even after extending it across the entirety of Zhuque Star, he still failed to discover either of them.
"They're not on Zhuque Star?"
Xuantian pondered briefly, then slightly raised his left hand. A transparent thread appeared above it. He then gently lifted his right hand as well, and the thread connected to his left hand suddenly linked itself to his right index finger.
He then rose and flew into the starry sky, passing one star after another until he finally arrived at a planet only one-tenth the size of Zhuque Star. This planet was covered in mountains and valleys, and there were scarcely any signs of life.
There was no need for Xuantian to search with his divine sense. At a glance, he saw waves of gray clouds already gathering in the eastern sky.
Xuantian took a step and arrived beside Wang Lin, whose face was solemn as his hands continuously formed seals.
"Brother Wang Lin, why didn't you tell me when you changed locations? I nearly missed such a grand event!"
Wang Lin's body stiffened at his words, disbelief showing on his face. "It happened suddenly, and I left in a hurry. I didn't have time to notify Brother Lin. I hope Brother Lin won't take offense!"
Over the years, Wang Lin had offended quite a few people. Feeling that he already owed Xuantian too many favors, he did not wish to drag Xuantian into this as well. That was why he had departed in such haste without