Gathering Information

When Feng Fan opened his eyes, he found Dong Tao sitting cross-legged in front of him, cultivating in silence. The Suppression Book, which had once hovered in mid-air, slowly closed and descended into Dong Tao's hands.

Dong Tao caught the book with a smile. "Brother Feng, did you get what you wanted?"

Feng Fan nodded. "Yes, thank you, Brother Dong. I now know what I need to do. How much time has passed since I started cultivating Array Dao with your book's help?"

"Four years, Brother Feng," Dong Tao replied calmly. "People came looking for you, but I told them the same thing—that you were cultivating in seclusion. It seems the Shen Empire has already taken complete control of the Black Turtle Continent. Fortunately, they haven't found us."

Feng Fan's eyes widened in shock. 'Four years?!' He hadn't expected so much time to pass. His expression darkened as the gravity of the situation sank in.