A young man and a young woman, a green-clothed youth and an apple-faced white-dress young girl gazed at each other for a long time.
Time seemed to have spanned a million years.
At this moment, it seemed as if they were in a mountain forest of Dongling City in Yue Country, and two different scenes from different times merged into one.
Although they hadn't seen each other in nearly a million years, there was no unfamiliarity between them. When they met again, everything was natural, as if they had never been apart.
"You, have you ascended to the Eight Tribulations Venerable?"
"Congratulations."
Jiang Ding asked softly.
As a creature not submerged in slumber, she is still alive, not dead, lost in the torrent of time, which represents an achievement.
Strength and antiquity are intertwined.
"Young Master, not just that."
