"Four hundred and sixty years."
"The Qinling World, for now, comes to a temporary halt."
"Next—"
Chen Jichuan stared at the Green Lotus Jade Pendant in his mind, seeing the lotus representing the 'Qinling World', and the three buds beside it, he sighed longingly in his heart.
No need to rush into the next world.
He rose and walked out of the cave abode, looking far into the distance to soothe his mood.
In the Qinling World just now, he found a hidden place, where he first put Li Qingshan and Wang Yan into an ice-sealed sleep, then placed the Five Ghost Yin Soldiers, eighteen refined corpses, and forty-nine paper men nearby as protectors.
Then he left the Qinling World.
This farewell, when they meet again, may be millennia later.
Thinking of this.
One can't help but feel desolate, with a heavy heart.
Chen Jichuan was no exception.
