Bai Ziran returned to the golden sphere of light and sat cross-legged beside it like a dutiful bodyguard.
And so, day after day passed, yet Bai Ziran never left even a single step.
As time passed, the pressure radiating from the golden sphere grew heavier and heavier, until even Bai Ziran found it somewhat difficult to bear.
And so, a hundred years passed.
Throughout those hundred years, Bai Ziran kept her eyes closed and remained utterly motionless. This could be considered a profound period of seclusion.
During that time, people from countless factions came to investigate. In the end, under pressure, Bai Ziran did not stop them and allowed them to examine it, but every one of them was driven back by the sphere's oppressive aura.
Eventually, some powerful figures even tried to take the sphere away for their own research, only to be forcibly driven back by Dao Lintian, who brought out the Dao Heaven Sect's sect-protecting treasure.
Thus, those hundred years remained relatively peaceful, while the truly powerful dared not interfere.
For the aura that had appeared that day—those with low cultivation might have known only that a powerful being had descended, but the true great powers sensed something entirely different.
It was a realm they had pursued bitterly all their lives. From then on, the truly powerful did not even dare set foot in Yang Province.
They feared that terrifying aura would descend once more.
"When are you going to wake up?"
Dressed in white, Bai Ziran stood beside the golden sphere and murmured softly. She had silently guarded Ye Lin for a full hundred years, yet over all that time, the golden sphere had not changed in the slightest.
The only change was that its aura had grown even stronger.
Crack... crack...
Crisp sounds rang out