Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, five years had flown by.
Ye Lin also awakened from his seclusion.
Why five years?
He had timed it precisely.
Five years was just enough to make it to the grand gathering in the Crimson Wasteland that Jian Changfeng had mentioned. The prodigies of the entire Crimson Wasteland would gather there, giving him the perfect chance to see what level these so-called Crimson Wasteland geniuses truly stood at.
Yet during these five years, he had already refined all the Everlasting Fruit. Even so, his cultivation had only reached the fifth layer of the Golden Immortal realm.
There was still some distance to the sixth layer of the Golden Immortal realm.
"Brother Ye Lin."
As Ye Lin was lost in thought, Luo Yao's voice came from behind him.
Turning around, he saw Luo Yao take a few quick steps before throwing herself straight into his arms.
"You're awake?"
Ye Lin smiled as he stroked Luo Yao's little head.
"Mhm, mhm."
Luo Yao looked into Ye Lin's eyes and nodded heavily.
"Since you're awake, let's go. You woke up at just the right time."
Ye Lin placed the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar on his shoulder, then carried Luo Yao away from the place.
The desert beneath them suddenly split open with a crack, and Ye Lin emerged from the fissure with Luo Yao in his arms, standing high above the heavens.
The instant Ye Lin's aura spread out, figures shot up one after another from all around the desert.
Apparently sensing Ye Lin's aura, the others who had been in seclusion emerged as well.
Only after seeing that everyone had arrived did Ye Lin slowly speak.
"Everyone, some days ago, I made a trip to the Northern Frontier. Along the way, I heard that