The years pass like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. Within the realm, the All Heavens Star Vein connected from all directions and converged onto Li Hao, who was inside the realm.
Sitting cross-legged in front of him was a colorful, vibrant Divine Tree. Its branches and leaves were lush, and the Divine Light coursed like veins through the foliage.
The young man's gaze was fixed on the small figurine in his hand, using time as a knife to carve out the features of the figurine stroke by stroke.
In a flash, a vivid reproduction of an old man appeared in his hand. Despite his wrinkled face, his eyes were gentle, his mouth bore a trace of a smile, and there was an air of indifference about him. His eyes seemed alive.
"Feng..."
Li Hao murmured softly.
The passage of time, hundreds of years have passed since their farewell, yet in Li Hao's heart, their features remained vivid and familiar.
