Time slipped away easily, flowing like water; in the flick of a finger, black hair turned white, and beautiful faces became bleached bones.
In the blink of an eye, more than twelve hundred years had passed, and the many changes in the mortal world left one sighing.
Yet this seemingly long span of time, viewed from the perspective of the entire universe, was merely a grain in the vast ocean, scarcely worth mentioning.
It was during these twelve hundred years that Master Wenxin's name shook the endless sea of stars, resounding throughout the heavens and becoming known to the world.
Now, far less than ten thousand years after Taowu Supreme's passing, with the myriad Daos sealed and all arts absent, the name Wenxin was like a rising imperial star, streaking across the firmament that had fallen silent when the Supreme dissolved into the Dao, illuminating a sky that had lain quiet for so many years.
This resolute seeker of the Dao advanced with strides that astonished all living beings, breaking his shackles step by step. At last, he shattered the fetters of the myriad Daos and ascended to the realm of a Quasi-Venerable, yet even then he did not stop, continuing to climb.
Ultimately, in the most impossible of eras, Wenxin reached a height the world could scarcely imagine and stood before the threshold of Dao attainment. He was hailed as the strongest in the universe, the man destined to attain the Dao in this age.
Unfortunately, even someone as powerful as Wenxin still could not defy heaven under the suppression of the myriad Daos. After reaching the Quasi-Ninth realm, he remained unable to advance another step and achieve the Extreme Dao Fruit Position.
Wenxin naturally knew that this suppression could not be broken in a day. Only by slowly