Endless Waiting Does Not Necessarily Bring Results

Upon saying this, a solemn killing aura permeated the Spiritual Herb Garden in an instant.

Frog Daoist's gaze gradually turned cold and profound. At this moment, the frog's entire bearing underwent a complete transformation. His eyes seemed to pierce through endless years as he stood tall atop the countless races of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, displaying unrestrained vigor!

Hiss...

White Spirit flapped its wings and sharply sucked in a breath of cold air... Was he bragging?!

"Hm?" Frog Daoist snorted coldly. "Junior, what kind of look is that!"

"Heh... heh." White Spirit gave an awkward laugh. Such a matter was truly difficult to distinguish between true and false. After all, they were beings from different eras. But judging by this one's conduct, he definitely did not possess such grandeur.

Frog Daoist raised his head to the sky and folded his arms again, his gaze incomparably weathered and profound as he recalled the past...

White Spirit sighed inwardly. Frog Daoist was always like this. Sometimes, while speaking, he would simply sink into his memories.

It had long grown accustomed to it. After all, when a creature from a previous era suddenly lived in this era, it would always feel dazed. Perhaps only those ancient memories could make it feel that the world was real.

Screech~

White Spirit called softly and began tending to the enormous Spiritual Herb Garden. Every single blade of grass had to be recorded. Let's see who dares to steal!

Frog Daoist still gazed up at the sky. At some point, a stalk of Dust Cleansing Grass had appeared in his mouth. He gave a self-mocking smile. The world is vast—where is my homeland? Was sealing my divine soul truly the right choice...

His gaze slowly sharpened, and a strand of heaven-shaking killing intent flashed through his