"How long?"
After Shi Yan woke up, he immediately asked the most important question. "How much time passed since I sunk into my cultivation?"
"Not long. Just eleven years." The old freak grinned fiendishly. "Kid, your innate endowment isn't bad. You can enter the deepest level of power Upanishad comprehension. It will help you a lot on your understanding of powers Upanishad. It will help you understand the origin of a power."
Shi Yan became distressed, shutting himself out.
It has been eleven years. To this monster who had lived tens of thousands of years, eleven years was just a moment. To Shi Yan, it was significant.
The dust has already settled in Old Orchid Star, right?
Shi Yan wore a sour face, sighing inaudibly. He hated himself.
