The seas turn into mulberry fields, time changes, day and night alternate, eternally revolving.

Time is the most merciless, rumbling according to its established laws.

No matter how unparalleled a talent you are, no matter how extraordinary a hero, under the passage of time, you will eventually be submerged in the vast history.

Star shifting, mountains turning into seas, seas moving horizontally, time alternates.

Even the vast oceans can transform into land, the sun, moon, and stars must shift with time, and all things will ultimately disappear.

...

This is a mountain range, an unremarkable mountain range.

Green mountains and waters, lush vegetation, ancient pines towering skyward, the air filled with the refreshing fragrance of plants, making one feel invigorated.

"Dogwa, there’s Spirit Grass."

Two youths, a boy and a girl, emerged from the bushes, the girl pointing excitedly at a patch of verdant grass.

"Is it really Spirit Grass?" The boy exclaimed in surprise, and they hurried forward to inspect it.

The young boy and girl were plainly dressed, clearly villagers from the foot of the mountain. Finding Spirit Grass made them jubilant, and they carefully picked it.

Wow!

Suddenly, an arm shot out from the soil, startling the pair to the core, causing them to shriek.

"Ah, Dogwa, there’s someone in the dirt!" The girl screamed in fear.

"What demon are you? I’m not afraid of you!"

The boy, though pale and holding a small knife, declared his defiance, though his trembling legs betrayed his fear.

Wow!

The ground’s soil loosened, and another arm emerged. With both arms slowly supporting the ground, someone covered in dirt crawled out.

"Are you human or a ghost?" The boy asked in terror.

"Where am I?"

A voice like metal scraping spoke, his deep and bewildered eyes suggesting he hadn’t spoken in ages, his speech stiff and awkward.

"Dogwa, he has a shadow; he’s alive." The clever girl pointed to his shadow to assure him. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Perhaps the young boy and girl’s words started to rouse him; his perplexed eyes gradually regained clarity, and he began to focus on the pair.

"Is this a dream or reality?"

’He’ looked at the young boy and girl before him, his voice hoarse and puzzled, muttering as if trying to discern something.

"Great Eternal Dream, all laws revealed!"

Suddenly, ’he’ shuddered, all the dirt falling off, his snow-white hair like the Milky Way, his black clothes fluttering in the windless air, his bewildered eyes terrifyingly turning.

Rumble!

Weather changed, Heaven and Earth twisted, the entire mountain range whipped up a terrifying Spiritual Energy storm, making the young boy and girl unsteady, landing on the ground.

"I... have I come out?"

"Have I truly walked out of the Great Eternal Dream?"

Abruptly!

’His’ eyes gradually cleared, Reincarnation Halos flickering in his eyes, ancient and profound feelings emerging, and an indescribable aura growing around him.

Ye Xuan!

He was Ye Xuan, who fell under the Chaos Heavenly Punishment and performed the Great Eternal Dream.

Great Eternal Dream, Reincarnation of many worlds!

Ye Xuan did not know how long he drifted, reincarnated time after time, wandering in the Great Eternal Dream, almost eternally asleep.

But Ye Xuan eventually awoke, he emerged from the Great Eternal Dream.

The sights and sounds before him marked his escape from the Great Eternal Dream, his true awakening from a dream.

A dream of eternity, withages of antiquity!

This dream was long, so long Ye Xuan almost forgot who he was.

But all that was past, he finally remembered who he was, returning to this authentic Heaven and Earth.

"What year is it now?"

Ye Xuan’s deep gaze fell on the young boy and girl, voicing his inner confusion.

Because he felt he had slept for a long time, so long that the concept of time had faded, along with how many years had passed.

Reincarnation of endless ages, Eternal dream, Ye Xuan felt aged and solitary, for no one knew what he had experienced.

"Now it’s the Sealing Heaven Calendar, but as for the exact year and month, we don’t know." The young boy answered cautiously, observing the strange man before him.

"Sealing Heaven Calendar?"

Ye Xuan murmured, confusion passing through his eyes, for he had never heard of such a calendar.

However, Ye Xuan could tell the young boy and girl were mere children, naturally unaware of the exact year.

"Could you take me to see your parents?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Ah?"

The young boy and girl exchanged looks, then nodded simply.

...

Small mountain village.

That was the village’s name, inhabited by ordinary people who worked from dawn to dusk, living off the land for generations.

"Come, young brother, drink a bowl of hot soup to warm up."

In a corner of the village, inside a clay house.

A stout middle-aged man handed Ye Xuan a bowl of hot soup, wearing an honest smile.

"Thank you."

Ye Xuan took a sip of the soup; it had been ages since he tasted Mortal World food, its flavor immersing him.

"Young brother, where are you from, how did you come to our small mountain village?" The middle-aged man asked curiously.

Ye Xuan didn’t know how to respond, merely shaking his head slightly.

Seeing Ye Xuan’s silence, the middle-aged man didn’t probe further, speculating Ye Xuan had his reasons.

"May I ask, what year is it now?"

Ye Xuan set aside his soup, revisiting his question, as after waking from his dream, he noticed the Spiritual Energy was exceedingly rich, even more so than before his Crossing Tribulation, indicating a great amount of time passing.

"It’s the Sealing Heaven Calendar now." The middle-aged man replied with a bemused look, wondering why Ye Xuan asked something everyone knew.

Hearing ’Sealing Heaven Calendar’ again, Ye Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly, it being the second time he heard those words.

"I’m asking for the specific year and month, please enlighten me." Ye Xuan requested, looking at the middle-aged man.

"Young brother, hold on a moment."

The middle-aged man hurried into the inner room, returning shortly with a calendar in hand.

As he flipped through the calendar, he glanced at Ye Xuan, saying, "It is now the Eleventh Epoch, Sealing Heaven Calendar four billion eight million three hundred and one thousand years."

"The Eleventh Epoch?"

"Four billion eight million three hundred and one thousand years?"

The next moment, Ye Xuan was stunned on the spot, his expression frozen, barely believing his ears.

If he remembered correctly, when he crossed the tribulation, there were less than three billion years until the end of the Tenth Epoch.

Yet upon waking, it was now the Eleventh Epoch, with four billion eight million three hundred and one thousand years having passed.