The world changed, time changed, the sun and moon alternated, and time rotated.
Time was the most ruthless, and it rotated according to the law.
No matter if you were a peerless genius, no matter if you were a hero, under the passage of time, you would be drowned in the rolling history.
The stars shifted, the mountains turned into the sea, the sea moved, and time alternated.
Even the vast sea could turn into land, and the sun, moon, and stars would change positions. Under the push of time, everything would disappear.
…
This was a mountain range, an ordinary mountain range.
There were green mountains and clear waters, and the vegetation was flourishing. Three ancient pines rose from the ground, and the air was filled with the fragrance of plants, making people feel refreshed.
"Gouwa, there's a spirit herb."
A young man and a young woman came out from the bushes. The young woman pointed at a stalk of green grass, and her face showed excitement.
"It's really a spirit herb?" The young man also exclaimed, and the two quickly went forward to check.
The young man and woman were dressed plainly, and they were obviously villagers at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, they found the spirit herb and cheered, and they carefully picked it.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, an arm drilled out of the ground. This immediately frightened the young man and woman to the extreme, and they shrieked.
"Ah, Gouwa, there's someone in the soil!" The young woman screamed in fear.
"What kind of demon are you? I, Gouwa, am not afraid of you."
The young man's face was pale, and he held a small knife in his hand. Although he said he was not afraid, his trembling legs had already betrayed his heart.
Whoosh!
The soil on the ground was soft, and another arm came out. As the two arms slowly supported the ground, a person covered in soil came out.
"You … are you a human or a ghost?" The young man was terrified.
"Where … am I?"
A voice like metal rubbing against metal came out. The person's eyes were deep and confused, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. At this moment, even his voice was very stiff.
"Gouwa, he has a shadow, he's alive." The young woman was smart, and she pointed at the person's shadow and reminded.
Maybe it was the young man and woman's voices that made the person gradually wake up. His confused eyes gradually became clear, and his gaze fell on the young man and woman.
"Dream, or reality?"
'He' looked at the young man and woman in front of him. His voice was hoarse and confused, and he was murmuring in his sleep, as if he was judging something.
"Eternal dream, enlightenment of all laws!"
Suddenly, 'his' body trembled, and all the soil on his body fell off. His snow-white hair was like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, his black clothes fluttered without wind, and a pair of perplexed eyes were terrifying.
Rumble!
The wind and clouds changed, and the heaven and earth were distorted. A terrifying whirlwind of spiritual energy swept through the entire mountain range, causing the two youths to lose their balance and fall to the ground.
"I … I'm out?"
"I really walked out of the Eternal Dream?"
All of a sudden!
'His' eyes gradually became clear, and the halos of reincarnation flickered in his eyes. The feeling of the vicissitudes of time was born, and an indescribable aura was born from him.
Ye Xuan!
He was none other than Ye Xuan, who had perished in Chaos Heavenly Punishment and cast Eternal Dream.
Eternal dream, reincarnation of ten thousand lifetimes!
Ye Xuan did not know how much time had passed. He had been reincarnated time and time again, roaming the Eternal Dream. It was almost as if he would never wake up.
However, Ye Xuan finally woke up. He woke up from the Eternal Dream.
What he saw and heard made Ye Xuan clearly sense that he had left the Eternal Dream and had truly woken up from it.
Eternal dream, the vicissitudes of time!
This dream was very long, so long that Ye Xuan almost forgot who he was.
However, it was all in the past now. He finally remembered who he was and returned to this real world once again.
"What year is it today?"
Ye Xuan looked at the young man and woman with a deep gaze and asked the question in his heart.
This was because he felt that he had slept for a very, very long time, so long that he had forgotten the concept of time and how many years had passed.
Reincarnation of ten thousand lifetimes, eternal dream. Ye Xuan's heart was filled with vicissitudes of loneliness because no one knew what he had experienced.
"It's the Sealed Sky Calendar now. As for the year and month, we don't know either," the young man carefully replied as he looked at the strange person in front of him.
"Sealed Sky Calendar?"
Ye Xuan muttered in his sleep as a look of puzzlement flashed across his eyes. This was because he had never heard of such a calendar.
However, Ye Xuan could tell that the young man and woman in front of him were only children. They naturally did not know what year and month it was.
"Can you bring me to meet your parents?" Ye Xuan asked.
"Ah?"
The young man and woman looked at each other, then nodded their heads in a simple manner.
…
A small mountain village.
This was the name of the village. The people who lived there were mortals. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. They had been farming for generations for a living.
"Come, little brother. Have a bowl of hot soup to get rid of the cold."
In a corner of the village, in a mud house.
A burly middle-aged man brought Ye Xuan a bowl of hot soup with a simple smile on his face.
"Thank you."
Ye Xuan took the bowl of hot soup and took a sip. He had not eaten anything from the mortal world for a long time. As soon as the soup entered his mouth, he became slightly intoxicated.
"Little brother, where are you from? Why have you come to our small mountain village?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.
Ye Xuan did not know how to answer this question. This made him shake his head slightly.
Seeing that Ye Xuan was silent, the middle-aged man did not continue to ask. He guessed that Ye Xuan must have some difficulties that he could not speak of.
"Excuse me, what year is it today?"
Ye Xuan put down the hot soup and asked the question in his heart. This was because when he woke up from his dream, he found that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him was abundant. It was even more abundant than before he underwent his tribulation. Clearly, a long time had passed.
"It's the Sealed Sky Calendar now." The middle-aged man had a strange expression. He did not know why Ye Xuan would ask such a question that everyone knew.
Hearing the words' Sealed Sky Calendar 'again, Ye Xuan frowned slightly. This was the second time he had heard these words.
"I want to ask about the specific year. Please enlighten me." Ye Xuan looked at the middle-aged man again.
"Little brother, please wait a moment."
The middle-aged man hurriedly returned to the inner room. In a few breaths, he returned with a calendar that recorded the year in his hand.
As the middle-aged man flipped through the calendar in his hand, he looked up at Ye Xuan and said, "It's the 11th Yuanhui now. It's the 483,010,000 year of the Sealed Sky Calendar."
"The 11th Yuanhui?"
"483,010,000 years?"
In the next moment, Ye Xuan was stunned on the spot. His expression was already frozen, and he could not believe his ears.
If he remembered correctly, there were less than 300 million years until the end of the 10th Yuanhui when he underwent his tribulation.
However, when he woke up again, it was already the 11th Yuanhui, and 483,010,000 years had passed.
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