Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren battled for thirty thousand rounds, until tidal sounds of the azure sea surged and the sun and moon shook.
The living beings in this historical fragment were left dazed by the tremors.
When some prodigies who had entered from the Mortal World saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, dragons and phoenixes fighting, and the earth bursting apart, they could not help sucking in a cold breath. "Terrifying!"
"Do all the older cultivators know how to have this much fun?"
Their great battle lasted a full reset.
The instant the historical fragment reset, numerous prodigies from the Mortal World swept out, unleashing all manner of divine abilities and Magic Treasures at once to suppress the anchor points within this history.
Only then did Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren begin discussing serious business in earnest.
Wang Quan told Ying Jiaren about the situation in the Mortal World.
Ying Jiaren brushed back the long hair beside her ear and pondered for a moment. "I've finished refining all my Golden Core Realm spells and divine abilities."
"It's time I came out of seclusion."
"I'll go through a few more resets and sort out what I've gained, then return to the Mortal World."
"Then I'll establish Bitter Cold City."
Wang Quan nodded.
He hesitated for a while before saying earnestly, "The Mortal World is our true foundation."
"The Underworld and the Evil World are some of the pillars supporting that foundation."
Ying Jiaren nodded. "Senior Brother, don't worry. I know what to do."
At this, she took out a box and handed it to Wang Quan, saying earnestly, "Senior Brother, I've also prepared some gifts for you during this time."
Wang Quan opened the box and saw gems the size of peanuts inside.
The gems came in all