Eastern Continent, Great Sage Continent.

Wang Lin was silently standing on top of an ordinary-looking mountain on this continent. He had his hands behind his back as he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. The wind blew by, causing the corners of his clothes to flutter, but it wasn’t able to make his white hair move at all.

His eyes were like stars, giving off a sense of profound depth. He stood there like an evergreen pine.

This mountain was not tall and was filled with trees. The wind caused the leaves to rustle, creating a wonderful song.

Wang Lin looked calm while standing at the top of the mountain. He didn’t feel pride for passing the 17th palace or arrogant that Grand Empyreans would be coming to recruit him. Just like in the cave world, he silently looked at the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, when the sun was setting, Wang Lin stood there and the sky suddenly changed. The white clouds covered by the darkness appeared once more and the sun appeared...