Back then, he treaded with the utmost caution, every step fraught with peril; even a single Second-stage Demon Beast could have plunged him into a bitter struggle.
But now, time had slipped by, the years passing like a shuttle.
He was already a Great Cultivator at Nascent Soul Perfection, his combat strength enough to rival Divinity Transformation.
Returning once more to the place where this dream had begun, it was hard not to feel a strange sense of time and space interlacing, of the world's vicissitudes.
"The Yellow Dragon Mountain Range?"
Duan Shuang at his side was a bit surprised when she heard this.
Although she was also a Yue Country Cultivator, she wasn't particularly familiar with the Yellow Dragon Mountain Range, having only come here a few times in her early years.
But she knew clearly that Xu Ping had once cultivated and lived for a very long time in the nearby Qiu Xuan Immortal City, almost counting as half a Master Qiu Xuan.
