He hadn't expected the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar to be something that enjoyed reveling in others' misfortune so much—but he liked it.
"Quick, find a place to refine this Holy Spring first. This stuff can't be kept for long; even a Spatial Ring can't stop it."
"You can give me whatever you can't finish refining. I can deal with it for you."
Hearing the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar's words, Ye Lin's brow twitched. Had the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar made up this lie just because it coveted this bit of Holy Spring?
But there was no time for him to verify it. Ye Lin searched around, casually found a cave, and walked inside. After setting up a barrier with a flick of his hand, he took out the Holy Spring from his Spatial Ring.
Ye Lin had not noticed it earlier, but now that he did, merely taking a whiff of the Holy Spring left him bursting with energy, his entire body invigorated.
Ye Lin then swallowed the three jars of Holy Spring before him in one gulp and immediately circulated the Phoenix Bathing Heaven Technique to refine them. Wave after wave of overwhelmingly powerful aura rippled through the cave.
Yet what Ye Lin had not expected was that once he closed his eyes, ten years passed. Ten years slipped by quickly—at least, for Ye Lin, those ten years had flown by in the blink of an eye.
But those ten years left Liu Bai outside utterly perplexed.
"Strange, strange. Every living being leaves an imprint upon the river of time. Even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal is no exception. Only by breaking through to the legendary Great Luo realm can one erase it completely and return the myriad worlds to unity."
"But this fellow has no imprint at all upon the river