He stood outside the primordial land and looked into the distance with a strange expression on his face. After a long while, he muttered, "There haven't been too many changes, but the human race has become stronger."
Yang Tian turned around and left.
Back in the cave, the light in Yang Tian's eyes began to dim, and the original Yang Tian regained control of his body.
"Kid, your cultivation level is decent, but your cultivation foundation isn't strong enough. Work hard and you won't have any bottlenecks before the seventh level."
A voice rang out in his soul.
"You're really my ancestor?"
Yang Tian asked curiously.
Since he had such a powerful ancestor, why was he born with such a lowly background?
"It's been a long time. A very long time."
Then, the voice fell silent, as if it had never been there in the first place.
