Returning to the platform of the Great Luo Truth-Preserving Mystic Realm.
Mo Chen lowered his head and glanced at the star-chart watch that had reappeared on his wrist, his brows knitting slightly.
"Hmm? Only a few hours have passed on the star-chart watch?"
Puzzled, he immediately circulated the laws of time to calculate it.
After all, within Wisteria Continent, he had lived through a full eighty-one lifetimes, and that long span of time had consumed an entire seven thousand five hundred years.
Yet according to the star-chart watch, only seven and a half hours had passed.
"That can't be right!"
Mo Chen's heart jolted as he pondered inwardly, Could it be that time flows vastly differently within Wisteria Continent than it does in the Immortal Realm?
After entering Wisteria Continent, his cultivation had plummeted to the mortal realm.
As a result, his perception of time had weakened along with it, becoming almost no different from that of an ordinary person.
Only now that his cultivation had recovered did he realize something was wrong with the passage of time.
"I'll go ask Banxia! I also happen to need to head out and get some more Immortal Souls..."
In the blink of an eye, Mo Chen had made his decision.
Then his figure flickered, and he vanished from the spot, leaving the Great Luo Truth-Preserving Mystic Realm.
The ancient bronze tree.
The immortal island shrouded in mist and clouds.
The moment Mo Chen stepped out of the mystic realm, his gaze was drawn to the corridor not far away.
Banxia was sitting quietly at the edge of the corridor, his head bobbing up and down as he dozed off.
What made it even more amusing was the glistening drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, already streaming onto the ground.
Mo