One hundred and forty-four thousand years had passed in the Double-Bright World.
Three hundred and sixty years had passed in the real world as well.
That year.
Chen Jichuan was four hundred and fifty years old.
Coiling Dragon Mountain.
Seven Profound Sect.
The brothers Chen Jichuan and Chen Shaohe were still hiding in this small sect. After several centuries, both had become old hands here. Chen Jichuan had long since become a supreme elder, while Chen Shaohe had smoothly taken charge of the Alchemy Hall, becoming a hall master and a genuine member of the upper ranks.
The greatest hermits hid amid the marketplace.
The brothers concealed themselves in this small sect, never showing the mountains or revealing the waters.
But in truth.
Things were different from when they had first joined the Seven Profound Sect.
Several centuries had passed, and Chen Jichuan had already reached peak fourth rank in the Dao Fruit World. Meanwhile, Chen Shaohe had reached the tenth level of the second rank in reality three or four centuries ago.
That year, Chen Shaohe had been only a hundred and thirty-nine.
He had remained at the tenth heaven of the True Person stage for sixty years. At two hundred, he faced the sixty-nine heavenly tribulation and successfully advanced to the third rank. From then on, he possessed a lifespan of five thousand years and could be counted among the immortals.
Now, in the blink of an eye, two hundred and fifty years had passed since Chen Shaohe advanced to third-rank Spirit Transformation.
The years flowed on.
Chen Jichuan, too, had reached the peak of the third rank.
"The fourth realm of the third rank."
"Divine Metamorphosis of Spirit Transformation."
"If my separated spirit hadn't been damaged, I would have reached this realm long ago."
With experience