The years quietly flowed onward like water beneath the endless heavens.
Tian Yongheng continued walking through the Mortal World alone.
Along the way, he continued witnessing the countless facets of humanity.
The Mortal Transformation Dao Scripture within his body continuously circulated silently day and night, becoming increasingly profound with every passing year.
His aura also grew more and more unfathomable.
At times, when he stood quietly beneath the stars, even the surrounding heaven and earth would unconsciously resonate faintly with his existence, as though the Mortal World itself had begun acknowledging him.
The remaining Heavenly Questions within his heart were also gradually being answered one after another.
Every experience, every encounter, and every fleeting mortal life he witnessed became nourishment for his Dao Heart.
And just like that...
Twenty-two years quietly passed once more.
