"Such a high cultivation? Hiss..."
They stayed for over a month. During that time, they became friends with many people and spoke with them happily.
"Why haven't the lords arrived yet?" someone asked.
"The lords are discussing the great matters of time and Samsara. Lord Wu Zhong feels as though he has peered through the River of Time and seen a future..."
"The end is not the perfect Dao; it needs a beginning. Does Lord Wu Zhong need to change his name to Wu Shi? Hahaha..." Clearly, the atmosphere here was wonderful. Even the juniors dared to joke about those great figures.
The moment the words Wu Shi were spoken, an inexplicable being in the River of Time opened its eyes and looked toward the past.
On the island's high platform, Wu Zhong likewise opened his eyes. Heaven and earth spun around him, the Void collapsed, and he directly sat cross-legged within the River of Time.
The two sat silently across from each other. In the end, neither spoke.
They merely condensed all their Dao fruits into a single word.
One was End.
One was Beginning.
Two similar flowers had unexpectedly met.
Both men appeared middle-aged, tall and powerfully built, dressed in white with thick black hair cascading down their backs. Both pairs of eyes were deeply wise.
In the end, they did not communicate. They merely verified each other's Dao techniques before silently departing.
Yet within the Immortal King Wuzhong's heart, stormy waves surged. Was that my reincarnated body? Or merely a similar flower?
He curiously looked toward a place in the future and saw Xuantian and Shi Hao rise to prominence, as well as the scene of them entering the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Several months passed in a flash. Xuantian and Shi Hao gained enormously, and Xuantian in