Nine Profound Mountain.
When Wang Ping returned to the Daoist grounds, he calculated the time spent awakening True Monarch Diwen while checking on Yulian's condition. This time, nearly one hundred and ninety years had passed, and the Dao Palace Calendar had reached the year 1089.
In other words, more than a thousand years had passed since the war against the extraterrestrial Rebels was launched, and the development of outer-space civilization had likewise taken over a thousand years.
Nearly three thousand years had passed since Wang Ping came to this world. That was enough time for a civilization to multiply from the Stone Age to the Steam Age, yet without Wang Ping's implementation of Ecological Zones in outer space, this world's civilization might not have differed at all from what it had been three thousand years ago.
By now, Wang Ping had nearly forgotten many memories unless he deliberately recalled them. He even occasionally forgot his Master. Such was the might of time—it could erode everything without a sound.
His useless thoughts did not last long, because Wang Ping suddenly discovered that Yulian's Primordial Spirit had reached perfection under the nourishment of abundant spiritual essence.
Her Primordial Spirit floated in jade-green water brimming with spiritual essence, its entire form flowing with glasslike clear radiance. Its shape had completely solidified, and under the refraction of the rippling water, it shimmered with rainbow clouds.
Her Primordial Spirit now looked no different from her Physical Body. It coiled above her body, drifting about unconsciously.
Her consciousness was incomparably active. Through the sight of Wang Ping's Heaven Connecting Talisman, he saw the great web of rules interwoven throughout the universe. The network connected to her life was transmitting a pure force of spiritual essence into her, an energy that even Wang Ping could not observe