On Rosy Clouds Mountain, the green-robed Daoist continues to sit alone.
For twenty years, he seems to have always been sitting here.
Luo Chen and the others assume he is getting used to the new body after the Soul Snatch, rarely disturbing him outside of cultivation matters.
Yet when alone, Han Zhan's face often shows a hint of impatient urgency.
Sitting on the mountaintop, Han Zhan's gaze seems to be gazing at the sea, but if you truly focus on his lowered eyelids, it seems like he's overlooking the entire Longyuan Island.
Suddenly.
The previously calm Emerald Wave Pool suddenly stirred today.
The ripples continually expanded outward, gradually causing the entire Longyuan Island to tremble.
Han Zhan gazed quietly in that direction, with an extremely complex expression.
"Finally, the day has come."
"Will he succeed?"
With a murmur, Han Zhan suddenly shook his head.
"I hope he succeeds!"
