Immemorial God Realm, at the center of the circular continent, stood the seven-colored snowy mountain, and two figures were standing on it.

They were Wang Lin and Li Muwan.

They stood there, looking at the bridge not far away, and softly spoke to each other.

Wang Lin’s gaze was gentle as he looked at Li Muwan. He had waited for this for a long time, and now, after thousands of years, it had finally happened.

The seven-colored snow that fell no longer had a sorrowful feeling. It was completely different from the scene Wang Lin had seen inside the ancestral temple.

Wang Lin softly said, “It is a long story. Wan Er, once we leave, we will find an ordinary place, then I’ll spend a lifetime telling you the story… And Ping Er and his wife, Qing Yi. You will definitely love them.”

Li Muwan nodded lightly. She looked at the man before her, and he looked the same as before, only there was hidden trace of time on his face.

She could imagine what kinds of hardships and what kind of price Wang Lin had paid in order to awaken her.

“Now let me take you to trample the heavens together…” As Wang Lin looked up at the bridge not far away, his eyes shined the brightest they ever had in thousands of years. There was no sorrow in his eyes.

He pulled Li Muwan’s hand. After she...