Spring gave way to summer, autumn gave way to winter.
Snow fell storm after storm. Ye Lin remained quietly coiled in the sky, utterly motionless, while the buildings below were replaced time and again. For three years, everything was peaceful.
Nothing happened. The Heavenly Demon Great World seemed to have vanished into thin air. At any rate, throughout those three years, not a single Outer Realm Heavenly Demon was seen again in the Central Continent.
It was as though the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons had all vanished in an instant.
It left people utterly baffled.
However, three years later, news spread throughout the entire Xuanhuang Great World: Penglai Immortal Island had emerged.
At that moment, many powerful figures recalled that matter—the voice from three years ago.
Of the one hundred and eight Immortal Realm experts from back then, nearly every one of them descended upon the Endless Deep Sea. Staring at the Penglai Immortal Island before them, the Immortal Realm experts halted in silence.
In the end, they entered Penglai Immortal Island one after another. They wanted to see just what exactly lay within it.
And who, exactly, had uttered that voice before.
"Phew, all my merit has been used up. I only managed to raise my Metal Spirit Root to the supreme grade, and there are still the other four Spirit Roots. Spirit Roots truly aren't so easy to improve."
Ye Lin opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Three years had passed, and he had consumed all his merit, yet he had only barely raised his Metal Spirit Root to the supreme grade.
The others were all High-Tier Spirit Roots.
"Looks like I still need some more merit."
Ye Lin stood up and looked toward the Nine Heavens. He needed to squeeze out some more