Time flew. As his many avatars devoted themselves to cultivation across many worlds, the years flowed past like water, almost without Li Che noticing.
Whether in the Swallowed Star World, the Snow Eagle world, or the Desolate Era world, each avatar immersed himself in cultivation, studying the Laws and Mysteries of his world and advancing toward greater heights.
Now, his avatars in every world had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation. Just one more step would bring a transformation as profound as being reborn.
As Li Che had expected, his avatar in the Desolate Era world was the first to finish laying the groundwork.
That day, in the Desolate Era world, within the pocket world behind the Bronze Gate, the White-Haired Ape puppet sat crouched on a massive rock, its eyes fixed intently on the figure seated on a meditation cushion in the distance.
This year marked the fifteen hundredth year since Li Che had entered the Inheritance Space. Throughout that relatively short span, the White-Haired Ape puppet had scarcely taken its eyes off him.
After all, Li Che had never stopped improving during those thousand-odd years.
He had gone from knowing nothing of the power of light to gradually grasping its basics and mastering its first level, then studying techniques that steadily elevated the essence of his power of light...
In particular, his inexplicable epiphany more than twelve hundred years ago had raised his mastery of the power of light to new heights.
By now, Li Che's study of this source power-the power of light-had reached the limit of the third level. Perhaps a single small insight into the Dao would allow him to enter the fourth level immediately.
All these years, the White-Haired Ape puppet had been constantly hoping for Li Che's success, waiting for its chance to