79 years—fleeting in an instant.
This was the 99th year since Ye Hanjun entered Shura's Tomb, with only the final year left before leaving the tomb.
However, time flowed by, simple and unadorned.
He wandered through the knowledge torrents of the Ancient Cosmos Era, burning brightly every day, his divine hall full, his spirit high, completely losing track of time.
Aegifura, Absolute String, Huazhu, Goose Immortal, GuaGua, Chimera cubs, Meteorite Giant, Secret Technique Demon—night and day, refining the sacred Marks, improving their status by the day, equally unaware of the current year or where tomorrow would take them.
"Whoosh~~~"
The calm sea of blood suddenly rippled.
Ye Tianzi, with eyes firmly closed, slowly rose from the seabed in a peaceful, lying position.
He opened his eyes, and time had left indelible traces in his pupils, marks that pierced the soul with tranquility and steadiness.
As if frost couldn't eat away at his bones, nor could the vast sea fill his heart.
