He learned what had happened during the hundreds of thousands of years of the Primordial Era after his "fall."
Back then, not long after his fall, the Dark Turmoil erupted. The common people suffered, blood stained the heavens, ancient lands of life collapsed one after another, living beings went into seclusion, and records became fragmented...
It was quite a long account, and Tan Lin listened in silence.
As they neared the end of the Primordial Era, he took the initiative to ask what she had experienced and encountered during those years.
In the end.
He learned the cause and effect behind her current unusual state—how her primordial spirit had merged with that of the Divine Silkworm Princess, and how she had endured hundreds of thousands of years of Divine Soul corrosion and torment.
He learned of the harsh method she had relied upon to survive until now, and how it had left her cultivation unable to advance in the slightest all this time.
He learned why she had chosen not to speak of the bitterness of being hunted across the starry sky and driven into desperate straits.
"These years have been hard on you."
He sighed softly, his fingertips brushing through her waterfall-like hair.
Tianling shook her head and looked deeply into his eyes with her beautiful gaze.
"It wasn't hard. Being able to see you again made everything worthwhile..."
As she spoke, she seemed to recall some painful memory. She fell silent for a moment before sighing.
"Actually, it truly was hard to endure before.
"Back then, Father Emperor returned from the Restricted Area with his vitality declining. He joined forces with the Dao Attainer in his later years from that Lifetime, wielding an Ultimate Imperial Weapon to assault the Immortal Domain in one final attempt. In the end,