It was a space of dazzling, bizarre colors. Streams of multicolored Flowing Light swept through it without cease, representing time, space, fate, and the Great Dao.
Meng Chuan stood before Hong Yi with his hands behind his back, an air of loneliness about him.
"Hong Yi."
"Your disciple is here."
Hearing how Hong Yi had addressed himself, Meng Chuan shook his head. "I haven't taken you as my disciple. In this world, you don't need me to, either."
"You're destined for a glorious future."
Meng Chuan wasn't the sort of person who took someone as a disciple just because he saw that they were destined to soar.
He was willing to teach Hong Yi this time for one reason alone: what Bibi Dong had said.
Otherwise, granting Hong Yi an opportunity would have been the most he did.
"But right now, Senior, you're still the only one willing to teach me," Hong Yi said stubbornly. Or perhaps he was simply clever.
The future was the future. Who could say what it held? The present was what mattered!
Meng Chuan shook his head. Whatever Hong Yi thought, he went on slowly:
"This is a Lesser World I created. No matter how much time passes here, only an instant will pass outside. Your body will also remain in the state it was in when you entered."
"This is the Instant Eternity Realm."
Meng Chuan's voice rang in Hong Yi's heart. Hong Yi was deeply shaken. Could someone in this world really toy with time?
"Senior, you're a Great Power! You command time and toy with the passing Years!" Hong Yi praised him at once.
"You don't need to flatter me." Meng Chuan shook his head. "That won't work on me."
"I know everything about your past. Time is no barrier to me.