Zhou Heng followed the "Starlight Road" onward. After walking for who knew how long, he reached its end. The entire A1 Training Arena was rather different: it was a vast plaza at the end of the "Starlight Road," roughly 300 kilometers in diameter. Its surface was smooth and flat, with only a hazy, illusory figure visible, reclining lazily against some unknown material, propping himself up with one hand and holding a wine gourd in the other, making gulping sounds...
"The great Dao rises with the wind, with hands and wine at hand... heh heh... fine poetry... fine poetry indeed... hic..."
With the figure there, Zhou Heng walked directly in front of him and bowed politely. "Greetings, senior." When facing an unknown powerhouse of the Vast Star Nation like this, basic courtesy was still necessary. At Zhou Heng's greeting, the illusory figure slowly stopped drinking and looked in his direction. After a long while, a soft chuckle rang out. "Not one of the Longevity-Cursed Species. You're the only one in these past several thousand years, and so polite, too. A rare sight indeed."
The illusory figure's chuckles grew clearer and clearer, his voice coming from every direction. "Boy, what year is it?"
Without thinking, Zhou Heng answered, "Year 303 of the Sakas Imperial Calendar."
The illusory figure said, "No, I'm asking what year it is in your world."
Zhou Heng said, "Year 10001 of the Online Game Era."
The illusory figure said, "Has it already been ten thousand years... time waits for no one. It truly flies~"
The illusory figure raised his wine gourd and gulped down a large mouthful, then asked with another smile, "You've run into trouble, and considerable trouble at that. Do you need help?" Others might not detect the level 9001 Epic Divine Ability, "Wang Daoyun," approaching