Until Lin Beichen disappeared without a trace, Qing Wudi finally emerged from the crowd again, standing on the bustling streets of Huadu, staring in astonishment at the sky above.
Lin Beichen was unharmed, looking exactly the same as he did ten years ago.
Indeed!
Lin Beichen thought he had spent three months within the array, but little did he know, he had actually been there for ten years.
Countless questions tangled in Qing Wudi's mind, and he eventually shook his head, a hint of disdain and a cold smile appearing on his face.
"Even if you escaped this time, what of it? After ten years, this world is no longer the world you imagined it to be!"
Qing Wudi spoke gently, disappearing once again, returning to his palace.
In the new world, there was an immensely vast palace, carved upon it was a man wearing a Divine Dragon Robe, this man exuded the majesty of an Emperor, with the terrifying cultivation of a cultivator.
He was none other than Qing Wudi, who had advanced his cultivation to its peak, the Divine Dragon Emperor.
Since he ventured into the new world, ten years had passed, during which he accomplished one magnificent feat after another, consolidating the new world into an unprecedented great empire.
The reason he did all of this was for one purpose: to bend heaven and earth to his will, relying on the new world's scale, a hundred times greater than the original world, he gained power enough to rival Lin Beichen.
And now, his plan neared completion, ready to execute the final step.
To eliminate Lin Beichen and completely bring this planet under his control.
Thinking of this, a sneer once again crossed his lips.
Lin Beichen, you are indeed formidable, the most extraordinary being in terms of enlightenment throughout history, but, unfortunately, you underestimated one person, leading to your complete failure!
Dragon Country, Imperial Capital.
An ancient city with over a thousand years of history, yet now Lin Beichen stood at its center, looking around in bewilderment.
At this time, the Imperial Capital had transformed into a modern city full of technology and futurism.
No, calling it modern doesn't suffice; it should be said that this is a world of the future.
In the sky, flying cars floated, and in the low air, there were various transportation pathways.
People trod on flying swords or various vehicles, posing in all kinds of marvelous shapes in the low-air regions.
The world had become different, or rather, was this still the world he knew?
Here, he saw all sorts of facilities that only a grand cultivating metropolis would have.
Cultivation schools, cultivation entertainment facilities, and even cultivation official office buildings.
On the bustling streets, everyone had satisfied smiles on their faces; for them, these products of the cultivation world seemed not to trouble them, rather, they had become part of everyday life.
What on earth is going on?
Lin Beichen only felt a splitting headache, his mind racing with thoughts.
Rationality told him such changes absolutely could not occur in three months, but where exactly was the problem?
"Young man, what's wrong?"
An elderly gentleman grasped Lin Beichen, helping him to a bench by the flowerbed, watching him cautiously.
A staff member nearby brought a bottle of elixir, placing a pill by Lin Beichen's mouth, about to let him swallow it, when they suddenly saw him widen his eyes, gripping his arm with force.
The grip was so strong that it almost crushed his arm in an instant.
"Young man, take it easy, you can speak first, we are not bad people, we just want to help you."
The man said in extreme fear, repeatedly apologizing.
Lin Beichen looked at the two dazedly, suddenly asking:
"Are you two not ordinary people, are you cultivators?"
Hearing this, the man showed a hint of surprise, then nodded but also shook his head.
"Young man, we are not cultivators, just clerical workers who have grasped cultivation opportunities, a real cultivator must be officially certified, we have no such qualifications."
What's the difference?
Lin Beichen was utterly amazed.
The cultivation of these two had already reached the Celestial Gate Realm.
Although they only had the most basic level of the Celestial Gate Realm, within the cultivation system, they possessed grandmaster-level combat power.
Such personnel were merely the lowest level of clerical workers, not even obtaining the status recognition of cultivators?
"Young man, you must have been in seclusion for a long time, leading to mental confusion, right?"
The man looked at Lin Beichen curiously, seemingly understanding Lin Beichen's state finally.
Hearing this, Lin Beichen's heart moved slightly, pretending to be hit by his words, showing a faintly awkward smile.
"Elder, perhaps that's the case, could you tell me about the new developments we have now?"
Upon hearing this, the elderly gentleman immediately became interested, gesturing lively as he spoke:
"Young man, you've asked the right person, I may not have many skills, but I'm a newspaper enthusiast, just wait, I'll fetch some newspapers for you, it's more efficient for you to read them directly."
As he spoke, he pulled a ring from his pocket, and with a casual wave, over a dozen newspapers of different years appeared before them.
From a certain year, it astonishingly included nearly thirty years of newspapers to this day.
Lin Beichen's face changed drastically, wasn't the ring in the man's possession a Sumeru Ring?