The Eastern Continent had always been vast.
Now that spiritual energy was rising and the world was expanding much faster, its size was even more astonishing, scarcely falling short of the other continents.
As he walked through the lands of the Human Race,
Xia Yi gazed at the scenery around him and instead found his heart growing much calmer.
Two hundred thousand years.
That was more than enough time for seas to become fields.
Those once-familiar memories had long since worn away amid the endless years.
Apart from the Human Race still being the same Human Race, everything else had changed enormously.
While Xia Yi traveled through the lands of the Human Race,
in the Celestial Court,
Qin Shujian finally withdrew from the River of Time.
As soon as he emerged, a dense aura of time flickered around him.
Only after a long while
did that aura gradually fade away.
After calculating on his fingers, Qin Shujian understood. "So nearly a year has already passed. There's no sense of time passing within the River of Time. If I really kept exploring farther upstream, even ten years would pass in the blink of an eye."
Cultivators had never possessed a particularly strong sense of time.
Over their long lives, the passing of a year or two differed little from that of a day or two.
As for that,
Qin Shujian had fully adjusted after awakening his past-life wisdom.
"Heavenly Emperor, did you just see Qin Cang?"
Only now could the Godslayer Saber speak.
Back when Qin Shujian had forced his way into the scene from the past, a mysterious power had sealed the saber, blocking all five of his senses.
In his last memory,
he had only seen Qin Cang's face. He knew nothing of what happened afterward.
Only after Qin