After a hard battle, Ling Tian finally swept away the forces of Tan Jiabao and other miscellaneous fish, and then Ling Tian went to the lair of the Tianfeng clan to rescue his mother, and then fought a succession, destroyed the ten sects of the Great Zhou, and cultivated and used the resources of the entire continent to cultivate.

Ling Tian built the first cave mansion in the mainland for himself, Ling Tian Palace, proclaimed himself the Ling Tian Emperor, and practiced day and night in the cave mansion.

The whole continent is full of smoke, and there seems to be a rebellion.

"The cultivation resources are not broken, what does it matter to me?"

Ling Tian pondered quietly and continued to practice.

A year has passed, two years have passed, three years have passed, four years have passed, five years have passed, years have passed, seven years have passed, eight years have passed, nine years have passed, ten years have passed...... Twenty years have passed, thirty years have passed, forty years have passed, fifty years have passed, ten years have passed, seventy years have passed, eighty years have passed, ten years have passed, a hundred years have passed......

During this time, there was a war on the entire continent, there were demons raging, there were human races who established themselves as emperors, the royal family changed round after round, and new sects rose, replacing the original top sects, and countless ordinary people died in the war, of course, even if there was no war, they would not live long.

But all this has nothing to do with Ling Tian, he cultivates day and night, as long as the cultivation resources of the whole continent are not broken, it will not affect his cultivation, occasionally there are sects or royal puppets who are disobedient, Ling Tian suppresses it casually, as long as the supply of spirit crystals is guaranteed, he will return to the cave in the depths of the palace to practice, everything outside seems to have nothing to do with him.

Gradually, the entire continent forgot about Ling Tian, an existence that had once been as famous as thunder.

Two hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and has practiced penance every day.

Three hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and has practiced penance every day.

A beautiful woman's wallet was stolen, Ling Tian quietly observed, it was none of his business.

Four hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and has practiced penance every day.

Five hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and practiced penance every day.

The beauty's clothes fell off, Ling Tian observed quietly, it was none of his business.

Six hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and practiced penance every day.

The emperor was killed, the new emperor ascended the throne, Ling Tian quietly observed, it was none of his business.

Seven hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and has practiced penance every day.

Eight hundred years have passed, Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and practiced penance every day.

Nine hundred years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and has practiced penance every day.

Ling Tian Palace was decayed and destroyed.

Ling Tian changed places and continued to cultivate.

A big sect no longer pays tribute, Ling Tian spent half a day destroying his sect and re-puppeting, and the legend of Ling Tian spread in the cultivation world, and it fell silent again.

A thousand years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and practiced penance every day.

1,100 years have passed, and Ling Tian has not eaten or sleeped, and practiced penance every day.

......

Eighteen hundred years have passed.

Ling Tian was still ...... That's right, Ling Tian was still cultivating.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been driven crazy by this boring life a long time ago, but Ling Tian's Dao heart was very firm, he must cultivate to the highest level.

After a few more years, one night, the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling thunderbolt, and a light rose to the sky, as if splitting the space and escaping into the unknown world.

Only a few high-level cultivators recognized that it was the highest level of cultivation that caused the Thunder Tribulation.

From then on, Ling Tian had become the highest realm cultivator in the entire continent, and he was also the only one, and the second one didn't know that it would not appear until the Year of the Monkey.

Although Ling Tian had succeeded in cultivating, he had never appeared in this world again, because he had already gone to a higher plane, and no one knew about him anymore, cultivation was like this, deep hidden merit and fame.

(End of chapter)