The feast of the gods had been ongoing for nearly twenty years.
Time held no significance for immortals with their long lifespans.
For ordinary humans, twenty years was nearly half a lifetime gone by.
Watching the departing backs of the gods, Emperor Yann seemed lost in thought, then shifted his gaze to Song Lin.
Emperor Yann had always felt a special connection to this young one, which is why he chose Song Lin as the envoy.
There were quite a few immortals residing in the Undying Pill World, some of whom were incarnations of ancient Heavenly Emperors after their demise.
Yes, even the Heavenly Emperor could die.
Of course, that kind of death was not the same as death perceived by mortals.
Death was undeniably terrifying for mortals, but for those with profound cultivation in the Taoist Realm, death was merely another form of experience.
