In the blink of an eye, two hundred and fifty thousand years passed.
Lin Qing slowly emerged from the Flowing Years Hall, looking at the bright light outside the hall, and couldn't help but smile.
In his entire life, it was the first time he had been in seclusion for so long. While twenty-five thousand years had passed in the outside world, nearly a billion years had gone by in the Flowing Years Hall.
"Little junior brother is out of seclusion?"
Senior Brother Eight, Drunken Monarch, was leaning lazily against a column beside the hall, drinking and lazily sizing him up. "You look different, any progress?"
"Almost," Lin Qing chuckled, "but soon. I just suddenly remembered today is the day the Instantaneous Void Spirit Flower is born. I'm taking a walk, maybe I'll have a breakthrough?"
"That's right," Drunken Monarch laughed. "The Flowing Years Hall may save time, but it's just a boring, closed space-time. How much progress can you make behind closed doors?"
