"It seems..."
"One hundred and eighty thousand years have passed..."
In the sun, a green-clothed youth awoke more frequently.
He already possessed the complete prototype of the Supreme Great Sun End Law Immortal Body, every strand of hair, every cell was incomparably in harmony with the Destruction Dao, born as the topmost Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure of the Destruction Dao.
One strand of hair falling could be refined into an Immortal Tier Magic Tool Embryo.
One drop of blood could create a clan of the Destruction Dao, the quasi-immortal clan of Destruction could be born from this drop of blood, with a bright and splendid future.
Pure-blood True Dragons and True Phoenixes, pure-blood Golden Crows were like ants before him.
Time seemed to lose its meaning on such a being.
Even after one hundred and eighty thousand years, almost nothing had changed about him, still young, vibrant, like an unripe adolescent.
