Ever since his exchange with Zhao Li, Xiao Xuan had also gone into seclusion.
With an Alchemy Grandmaster like Xiao Yan around, his strength recovered quickly. Though he was a little later than the others, he was, after all, someone who had once attempted to break through to Dou Di, so he was in no hurry. He simply buried himself in his own path, expanding it while looking back, advancing in an orderly fashion!
Long years drifted by. Before anyone knew it, more than ten years had passed since that grand Journey to the West.
Over those ten-odd years, this Dou Qi Continent, newly brimming with vitality, had also become ever more splendid. All kinds of geniuses emerged one after another, astonishing the world!
And no matter where these proud talents appeared, they all shared the same dream in their hearts. In the end, they all gathered toward the same place, hoping to meet the being who had changed the continent. Yet in more than ten years, not one person had seen Zhao Li's true face.
Boom!
On this day, in the northwestern region of the Dou Qi Continent, beneath the former Jia Nan Academy, an ancient cave dwelling appeared in the world. A middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe took the lead and stepped into the cave dwelling.
"Heh, this old dragon really holds a grudge. Fine, let's go too. Let's see what the last recorded Dou Di on the Dou Qi Continent actually left behind!"
Seeing this, the man in coarse gray-brown linen turned his head and spoke to the man in green robes beside him. In his words, there was not much reverence for that Dou Di.
The man in green robes nodded, glanced at the White-Robed Scholar some distance away from him, said nothing, and strode