At the very moment Jiang Yang stepped into the River of Time.
The Immortal Realm.
On Luofu Immortal Mountain, beside the immortal pavilion by the waterfall.
A flying letter made of paper suddenly drifted down from the sky.
Catching a familiar scent, the extraordinarily beautiful, purple-robed female immortal hurriedly reached out to catch it. She opened it and found that Jiang Yang had written it.
"Kangna, I have become a Supreme, as the Dao Ancestor is to the Immortal Clan, Yin Jiu to the Ghost Clan, and the Heavenly Lord to the Celestial Clan! From this day forth, none in the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens will dare mistreat you! Yet humanity's great enemy remains undefeated, and I dare not indulge in tenderness... (one thousand words)... With this letter, I offer a small expression of my longing. Also, tell our Shennong'er: when will he let his parents hold a grandchild?"
Xuanming read it silently three times, a few tears trickling down.
She closed the envelope and said with a soft laugh.
"Even if you say that, I still won't go running all over the place."
The winding, coiling River of Time flowed eternally through an unknown dimension.
The dimension of time actually had no color, but in different people's eyes, it held different mysterious hues.
As a Supreme, Jiang Yang had henceforth transcended the River of Time.
He gently stirred his true spirit, and his body leaped onto the surface of the River of Time.
Silver light shimmered, with waves and spray rising from time to time.
Looking down, Jiang Yang could see all the living beings in the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens and Earth's spacetime during this period, along with everything they did.
Upstream and downstream, different mighty manifestations rose and fell within the river of time.