Over the following ten thousand years.
Ye Qingxuan wandered leisurely through every corner of the Taiyuan Dao Domain, gaining insight into the transformations it had undergone throughout the vast years.
Until a certain moment when the ten-thousand-year deadline was about to arrive.
Only then did Ye Qingxuan abruptly halt, raising his head to gaze at a stretch of heaven and earth space-time beyond the Taiyuan Dao Domain.
"Time has flashed by. It has nearly been thirty million years since the last Dao Domain War."
"And it has nearly been thirty million years since I broke through to the Wu Ji Saint Realm."
"I wonder whether, after thirty million years, you still remember this 'ant' from back then?"
Recalling how Cang Yun had crossed space-time to launch a sneak attack on him thirty million years ago, a trace of chill surfaced in Ye Qingxuan's eyes.
Ever since he had set foot upon the path of cultivation.
That had been the most severe injury he had ever suffered.
Had he not had the Taiyuan Dao Domain at his back, he might have fallen directly into the hands of Guai Race Cang Yun that time.
As his thoughts flowed, Ye Qingxuan flipped his right palm and smoothly took out his Natal Magic Treasure—the World Map.
He then casually tossed it out.
The World Map, linked to Ye Qingxuan's will, immediately left the Taiyuan Dao Domain.
It then vanished as it slipped into space-time.
Not long afterward.
In the depths of heaven and earth space-time, several Chaos Domains away from the Taisu Chaos Domain.
Within a seemingly plain and ordinary space-time node.
As time slowly passed.
When the deadline of thirty million years gradually drew near.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"
That originally plain and ordinary space-time node began to tremble faintly, emitting waves of weak