The years hurried by, and time flowed on. A thousand years might have been an immensely long span for ordinary cultivators, but to true Extreme Dao beings, it was merely a portion of their long, flawless emperor lifespan.
Five thousand years later-Boom!
On this day, every cultivator throughout the universe seemed to hear a tremendous sound from the deepest reaches of the source of the myriad Daos. What followed was fear and trembling that arose from the very source of their true spirits. Even Saint-level beings froze where they stood, and only after a long while did that overwhelming sensation slowly fade.
It was a disturbance in the source of the Heavenly Heart. Though brief and faint, it still plucked at the heartstrings of countless people across the universe. Cultivators from many ancient lineages had their suspicions: this should have been the phenomenon that occurred when the reigning emperor's first lifetime ended.
"Fifteen thousand years for your first lifetime. Even among those Great Perfection Saint Spirits, you already count as quite formidable."
Deep within Undying Mountain, inside a cavern wreathed in emerald heavenly light, Yuangeng voiced this sentiment. Tai Chu truly lived up to his extraordinary origins as a prodigy of the Saint Spirit Race. Even though his gestation had once been interrupted, his first lifetime had still lasted fifteen thousand years.
That was an excellent achievement.
"I am ashamed. Compared with this fellow Daoist born of immortal gold, I clearly still have a long way to go."
Opposite him, Tai Chu's smile looked rather helpless. He could not resist turning his head. In the deepest part of the cavern, an emerald divine egg glowed softly, reflecting an illusory figure within. Though it had yet to develop a divine spirit, its heaven-defying foundation was already impossible to conceal.
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