Beside the Yin River, Lin Jiufeng continued to comprehend the Dao and cultivate, forgetting the years and months.

  Time washed over his body like water, also changing the Death Realm.

  The former Death Realm was gloomy and filled with bones. There was a pale yellow death energy lingering in the mountains.

  With the arrival of the people of the mortal realm, construction began. Under Emperor De’s command, cities rose from the ground one after another. Wasteland after wasteland was cultivated into farmland and planted seeds.

  Previously, the land of the Death Realm wasn’t planted, so it was extremely fertile and was very suitable for planting various crops, vegetables, and fruits.

  People cultivated diligently as they planted various things.

  From the royal families to the common people, everyone could come into contact with various cultivation techniques.

  During this period of time, there was no conflict or killing in the Death Realm. There was only silent cultivation.

  Everyone knew that they were a group of refugees.

  Although they lived very well in the Death Realm, they were essentially a group of refugees that had been driven away.

  No one was willing to be a refugee.

  Everyone missed their hometowns, so no one would give up the opportunity to cultivate and improve themselves.

  Everyone had the thought of returning to their hometown.

  It was the ninth month of the lunar year, the start of autumn. The remaining red had yet to disappear, and birds were singing.

  Because of the hard work of the people of the mortal realm, the Death Realm gained a sense of warmth and a lesser sense of gloominess.

  The autumn sun was very dazzling. It landed on Lin Jiufeng’s body, causing his eyelids to twitch slightly. He had woken up from his long seclusion.

  “How much time has passed?” Lin Jiufeng moved his neck and asked softly.

  There was no response from around him, and he didn’t need anyone to respond. He just asked out of habit.

  Then, Lin Jiufeng got up and stretched his stiff limbs that had been meditating for a long time. He looked into the distance.

  At the intersection of the sky and earth in the distance, smoke curled up. Farmland, water, families, roads, and dogs formed a harmonious scene.

  If one didn’t say that this was the Death Realm, no one would have thought that previously, this place was covered in bones, the death energy was dense, and it was eerie and terrifying.

  “It’s developing well,” Lin Jiufeng said in satisfaction. Taking away all the people of the mortal realm was an unprecedented matter in itself. Now that he saw that they were living a good life, Lin Jiufeng felt that he didn’t do anything wrong.

  At the very least, they survived.

  With them around, this era wouldn’t be considered destroyed.

  Lin Jiufeng raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky. Over there, he seemed to have seen the Seven Races of the Ancient Age.

  “The battle between us has just begun.” The corner of Lin Jiufeng’s mouth curled up. He was very confident.

  Previously, because he wanted to protect the mortal realm, Lin Jiufeng had to face the threat of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age head-on.

  The situation was different now.

  The mortal realm had already been destroyed, so Lin Jiufeng didn’t have to worry about anything else. He could attack the Seven Races of the Ancient Age once he left the Death Realm.

  “It’s just a pity that I still haven’t broken through to the King Lord Realm after this seclusion.” Lin Jiufeng sighed.

  He was working hard in his cultivation. He comprehended the Great Dao of the Epoch and purified the crystal divine kingdoms in his body. He comprehended the Dao by the Yin River and did everything he could, but he was still quite far from the King Realm.

  “As expected, the King Realm is definitely different from the Immortal King Realm. I still need to accumulate more strength if I want to break through,” Lin Jiufeng muttered to himself.

  (Do you want to Sign-In before the Yin River?]

  A long-lost sign-in message appeared before Lin Jiufeng’s eyes.

  “Sign in!”

  Lin Jiufeng said without hesitation.

  When cultivating, time passed very quickly. All these years, he had been immersed in comprehending. He didn’t care about the changes in the outside world, and the chances of triggering the Sign-In were also very few.

  He really wanted to know what he could sign in for after accumulating the opportunities from the passing of time. (Sign-In successful. Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Undying Substance!)

  Lin Jiufeng raised his brows. He wasn’t unfamiliar with this thing.

  The Undying Substance was something unique to the Death Realm. It was like the coordinates of the Death Realm. If one wanted to return after leaving the Death Realm, they needed the Undying Substance to open the door of the Death Realm and then return from the Well of Heaven Ascension.

  “But in the past, it was just in quantities of ‘strands’. Why didn’t it say ‘strand’ this time?” Lin Jiufeng looked at it curiously.

  Previously, he could only sign in for two strands of undying matter at most.

  This time, it was the entire Undying Substance.

  Lin Jiufeng closed his eyes and received the information about the Undying Substance. He suddenly discovered that the Undying Substance he received this time was greatly different from before.

  The Undying Substance obtained this time was a complete one.

  In other words, after mastering this Undying Substance, Lin Jiufeng could open the door of the Death Realm at any time after he left. Then, he could enter the Well of Heaven Ascension and return to the Death Realm.

  “Good stuff.” Lin Jiufeng was overjoyed.

  This was something very useful to him. He could harass the Seven Races of the Ancient Age fearlessly. In any case, he had a way out.

  “I should go and see how much time has passed.” Lin Jiufeng got up and directly left the vicinity of the Yin River, heading for the place where humans gathered at the intersection of the sky and earth in the distance.

  He didn’t alert anyone.

  He watched as the common people lived and worked in peace. They worked and cultivated while reproducing.

  Lin Jiufeng watched silently. No one could discover him.

  He walked past the mountains, the gardens, the cities, and finally entered the new city gate of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

  These city gates were built by Emperor De and the various powerhouses of the civil and military officials. They were very busy dealing with various political affairs here.

  Lin Jiufeng stood outside the palace and looked at Emperor De. He was very diligent and worked tirelessly. He reviewed various memorials and discussed the subsequent development with the civil and military officials.

  The new city was also quite prosperous. Lin Jiufeng sat down in a tea shop by the side of the road and listened to the discussions of the common people silently.

  He heard the conversation of the two old people at the next table.

  “It has been 50 years since we came to the Death Realm from the mortal realm. We have developed quite well in these 50 years.”

  “This is thanks to Emperor De’s leadership. Cultivators from all walks of life are also working hard to help. There are hundreds of cities built by the Yuhua God Dynasty and tens of thousands of various villages. The common people are cultivating the land and reproducing. The population has also returned to the peak of the mortal realm.”

  “That’s right. There was no war, no killing. There was only rapid development and expansion. Such a beautiful world was actually born in the Death Realm. I have to say that the world is unpredictable.”

  “The most powerful one is still Great Emperor Jiufeng. Back then, if he didn’t withstand the pressure of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age and brought us all to this world, I’m afraid that our era would have been completely wiped out.”

  “That’s right. Now that all sorts of documents and histories are completely open to everyone, everyone has finally understood that so many magnificent things have actually happened in the past.”

  “I wonder where Great Emperor Jiufeng is now?”

  “He must be cultivating quietly in a place that we don’t know about.”

  The two old men chatted in low voices.

  Lin Jiufeng drank his tea calmly. After hearing these words, he realized that 50 years had actually passed since he entered seclusion.

  50 years passed in a flash.

  He was now also standing at the peak of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Then, what was the former mortal realm like? Lin Jiufeng got up and left. He went deep into the Death Realm. He wanted to find the crocodile ancestor and then leave through the Well of Heaven Ascension.

  He wanted to return to the former mortal realm.

  80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled