Just like that, days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and a year passed by peacefully.
Today, Tian Yongheng was walking alongside Tian Hai as he checked out the various changes in the Eternal Peak with his own eyes and not his Divine Sense.
At this moment, Tian Hai suddenly looked at Tian Yongheng and spoke in a reminiscent tone of voice, "The Peak Master's parents in this life must have been very proud if they were alive today."
Tian Yongheng's gaze faltered for a moment, but he didn't say anything and just kept on walking forward.
"They must have already reincarnated long ago, sigh. Fate is truly unpredictable. One moment you're sitting at the peak of your life, and the next, you have nothing left. Perhaps only those high and mighty Immortal Gods have the ability to escape this fate."
As he spoke, there was a hint of longing in Tian Hai's voice.
"Maybe that is not the case and even the Immortal Gods are bound by the shackles of fate."
