"A thousand years."
The God Emperor sat cross-legged in the Cloud Palace, wearing brocade clothes and a holy crown. He looked gentle as jade, but no one could get close to him. For many years, the only ones who could talk to him were his former brothers, who were now all powerful and had at least reached the Saint King level.
But no matter how high they reach, few can be compared with the God-Emperor.
Trevor Ye took a step forward and came to a desolate land one hundred thousand miles away from the Dayan Divine Dynasty. He looked at the Soul-Locking Tower surrounded by deathly aura. It seemed as usual, and there seemed to be no other movement there.
"Only a thousand years have passed, but it feels like ten thousand years have passed."
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