Ten thousand years was not long, especially since Meng Chuan had not spent all ten thousand of them in the Immortal Realm.
While the Little Stone Emperor refined his body and Dao and Xiao Chen contemplated his own path to Supreme Kinghood, Meng Chuan had already left the Immortal Realm.
In another region of the Chaos Sea, Meng Chuan's solitary figure could be seen drifting along.
Of course, Meng Chuan had left an Other Self in the Immortal Realm and could return whenever he wished.
He could search for new worlds without losing sight of what happened in the Immortal Realm.
Inside the Little Stone Emperor's Mausoleum, a King's Divine City about five feet long and five feet wide surrounded Xiao Chen.
This was the Divine City Xiao Chen had built for his path to Kinghood, forged by fusing several Immemorial Demon Cities together. It was extraordinary, beyond the mundane.
As the years passed, a hard stone shell had formed over Xiao Chen's skin. Like a suit of stone Battle Armor, it shimmered with an undying luster, covered his entire body, and looked utterly indestructible.
Beyond that stone shell, a thick layer of dust had also gathered on Xiao Chen.
Meng Chuan had reason to suspect that the so-called Transformation of a Stone Man King might simply come from going so long without washing that one became encrusted in stone.
Xiao Chen was disheveled and filthy, looking nothing like an Ancestral God.
Although Xiao Chen had built a King's Divine City and begun his Transformation, he had not committed himself entirely to the Stone Man Path.
The city had not covered him completely, nor had his flesh and blood turned wholly to stone.
Strictly speaking, Xiao Chen had only gained a stone shell over his skin. Beneath it, crystalline light