Time may not leave marks on him, but suffering and fatigue will on his body.
He occasionally comes here to visit, ignoring the deeply enlightened and secluded Jiu Shui, chatting about the future.
With this fellow cultivator, he confides his ideals.
Revealing his dream, explaining how this seemingly infinite dimensional possibility, monopolized and dull era is so boring.
A thousand years later.
Jiu Shui reincarnates in the cycle of life and death, a terrifying flow of Tao Rhyme consciousness crazily washes over him.
This is an enlightenment with a nine deaths and one life risk.
But it's an inevitable death, a hundred deaths, a thousand deaths, a terrifying calamity seeking survival in repeated death!
If he weren't an unprecedented Ghost King with strong obsession...
He would have died the first time.
Jiu Shui even mastered his strong obsession more proficiently, death and rebirth, death and rebirth, becoming his main theme.
Ten thousand years later, Wei returns again.
