Nearby, Mu En stood motionless.
He had lived for over a hundred years and witnessed countless miracles.
But he had never seen anything like this.
Two million years.
A Second-Level God.
Perhaps even higher.
"Two million years..." he murmured, his voice hoarse. "A god with two million years of cultivation..."
Suddenly, he laughed, tears streaming down his face.
"Ten thousand years..." he said. "The first god in ten thousand years is my disciple's Contract Beast..."
He wiped his eyes and looked at Bai Lan.
The seven-year-old child was still standing there, a faint smile on his face.
As though everything had gone exactly as he had expected.
"I'm looking forward to your future more and more."
If nothing unexpected happens, godhood is only the beginning.
Mu En thought to himself.
No one answered him.
But he knew he would keep watching.
Ma Xiaotao had collapsed to her knees and could no longer get up.
Two million years.
Not one million nine hundred thousand.
Two million.
Ten thousand years more than she had imagined.
"Two million years..." she murmured. "A god... She really is a god..."
She looked at Snow Empress, at that peerlessly beautiful figure, at the divine might swirling around her.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"Junior Bai Lan..." she said softly. "You really are a monster."
But there was no fear in her voice, only admiration.
Ice Empress and Snow Empress—no, now she was the Ice and Snow God Empress.
She stood on the ice field, looking down at her hands.
Two million years.
She had done it.
She turned to Yinye and Qingzhu.
"From now on, I'll protect you."
Yinye smiled.
"Okay."
Qingzhu smiled too.
"Okay."
The three women stood shoulder to shoulder.
One had cultivated for five hundred thousand years, one for a hundred thousand, and