This seclusion lasted ten thousand years.
Fortunately, this is a dream, coupled with Ye Feng already possessing endless lifespan, not to mention ten thousand years, even a hundred thousand years or a million years would have no impact.
"No wonder some people dream of eons, waking up as gods and saints. To others, it seems like the dreamer just dreamt, but to the dreamer, it's as if they've lived a lifetime."
Ye Feng murmured softly.
He calculated with his fingers and discovered that in the dream, ten thousand years had indeed passed, and he wasn't sure if the Second Origin Era's competition for enlightenment had begun.
"Ten thousand years have passed, where is Meng Chen?"
"I always felt this guy was extraordinary, even if not a future Heavenly Venerable, he should at least become a Hundred-layered Immortal Emperor and be a candidate in the competition for enlightenment."
Ye Feng whispered.
