Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Consciousness crossed the transit station, returned to Earth, and returned to the real world.

Ye Xuan suddenly looked up at his left arm, which was slightly red from the imprint of his head.

The gilded armor was gone. The armor, formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when he descended into the historical world, disappeared after he returned to the real world.

Ye Xuan felt quite fortunate, since in reality, he hadn't encountered any anime conventions. If he had worn such conspicuous armor, he probably would have been mistaken for a lunatic.

He shook his head; he was still in the martial arts school, still at 11:53 a.m. before he time-traveled.

The martial arts school gates were wide open, and the scorching heat of the summer sun beat down on the street scene. Ye Xuan felt unbearably thirsty.

So thirsty!

He grabbed the kettle from the front desk, tilted it in the air, and poured the boiled and cooled water down his throat.

I swallowed it in big gulps, but it didn't quench my thirst at first. In fact, my stomach felt slightly bloated after drinking it, and that thirsty feeling, like waking up from a deep dream, hadn't completely disappeared.

Scanning the interior of the martial arts school, Dad's elbow strike, which had been suspended in mid-air for a year, finally landed heavily on the wooden dummy in front of him.

The snapping sounds echoed through the martial arts hall, and Ye Xuan felt a sense of familiarity.

Although time on Earth was frozen along with his transmigration, his physical body seemed to have been dormant in the martial arts school for a year.

He felt soreness and stiffness in all his muscles and joints, especially in the back of his neck, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He stood up and said to his father, who was practicing on a wooden dummy:

"Dad, I want to eat out today, so you don't need to bring me anything when you get home."

Ye Xuan glanced at the time on the wall; it was exactly noon. He casually touched his hair and rushed out of the martial arts gym.

All I heard was my dad saying from behind, "Be careful of the car."

Ye Xuan rode his bicycle along the street until he arrived at the coriander-infused rice restaurant he had been observing for a long time but had never visited.

After locking the car, he pushed open the door and entered. A cool, refreshing breeze instantly enveloped him. The familiar landlady asked him:

"Handsome, what would you like to eat?"

"A large portion of stir-fried pork with rice in a wooden bucket!"

Ye Xuan found a satisfactory seat and began to look around the store.

The shop is neither too big nor too small, with a total of ten two-person tables. Near the glass door is a somewhat old standing air conditioner.

The walls inside the store are engraved with "Freshly Stir-fried" and pictures introducing several different types of chili peppers. Inside, there is an open kitchen separated by an ordering and takeout counter.

After Ye Xuan entered the store, several deliverymen or nearby workers came to patronize it one after another. The business was not as deserted as he had previously observed.

When my plate of stir-fried pork rice in a wooden bucket was served, the steaming rice in the nationally standardized small wooden basin was covered with half of the rice, and the meat juices seeped into the rice, making it look quite appetizing.

"Maybe it's because the new store isn't very popular?"

As he ate his rice, he thought about this street. Near this wooden barrel restaurant, there were many old shops that had been open for more than ten or twenty years.

Perhaps the reason Ye Xuan noticed the shop was so quiet earlier was because of this...

Without thinking further, he focused on eating, and soon finished a large portion of rice from a wooden bucket.

The familiar taste wasn't referring to the rice in the wooden bucket, but rather the taste of modern food, so delicious that Ye Xuan almost swore.

Before leaving, Ye Xuan scanned the QR code on the door and paid 18 yuan before pushing the door open and going out.

In an instant, the intense heat of midday in the southern summer, like jumping into a furnace, enveloped him.

He had originally planned to ride his bike slowly to digest his food, but now it seemed he had no choice but to quickly return to the martial arts gym.

Ye Xuan sat back down at his front desk and saw that his father had already gone home for dinner, and the martial arts gym was now empty.

He manipulated his senses, soaring through the sky and climbing ever higher!

In the blink of an eye, a blurry scene of extreme chaos appeared in his mind. Ye Xuan found the thread of the historical world and probed into it.

In the capital of China, near the Weiyang Palace, in the temple of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Venerable, Ye Xuan saw the Heavenly Dao Body placed there.

A spirit body, entirely blue and appearing and disappearing like a phantom, has replaced the real body that just left and is now meditating on the futon.

His initial gaze seemed to be fixed on this Heavenly Dao Body, and only after his consciousness observed did the surrounding time and space begin to flow again.

In other words, even after traveling back to the real world, as long as one does not observe history, the timeline of this world will remain stuck at the period when the new country was established and just announced its decree to the world.

Meanwhile, the wisps of pure energy that lingered around him, detached from the heavens and earth, were constantly flowing into his Heavenly Dao Body, which he had left behind in the historical world.

Ye Xuan attempted to connect his perception and consciousness with the complete Heavenly Dao Body...

The next moment, the spiritual energy that had been gathered in the Heavenly Dao Body, just like his perception, transcended time and space and surged into his true body in reality!

"So that's how the Heavenly Dao Body is used!"

Ye Xuan truly felt the spiritual energy from the historical world, which was much more abundant than on Blue Star, and there were many things he couldn't possibly mistake.

The spiritual energy that has been transformed by the Heavenly Dao Body beforehand can directly replenish the body without requiring a cultivation step.

As more spiritual energy flowed into his body, the feeling of his cultivation accumulating and expanding in Ye Xuan's dantian became increasingly intense.

He quickly severed his connection with the historical world and stopped absorbing the spiritual energy transmitted from that celestial body.

"That was close!"

Ye Xuan's cultivation has already reached a bottleneck. If he continues to absorb spiritual energy like he did just now, he will soon explode and die!

But he was still very excited; the effects of the Heavenly Dao Body were undeniably powerful.

If I leave behind Heavenly Dao Bodies in multiple worlds... wouldn't that allow me to engage in multi-core cultivation?

That's the logic, but Ye Xuan still had doubts about the formation of the Heavenly Dao Body.

First, is there an upper limit to the number of Heavenly Dao Bodies?

Secondly, how exactly can one successfully travel to another world and return after leaving behind the Heavenly Dao Body?

He had experienced failures in achieving unity in the martial arts world, and he had also faced situations in the historical world where he could not return.

Ye Xuan knew he had to be extremely cautious about developing the Heavenly Dao Body...

He gathered all his thoughts, intending to thoroughly review this year-long historical journey and wonder if he could find the patterns of the Heavenly Dao Body, when suddenly someone walked into the martial arts school.

"Zhang Han?"

Ye Xuan glanced at his childhood sweetheart, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and wondered why she was here.

Zhang Han ignored her doubts, simply greeted Ye Xuan, and then looked into the martial arts hall on her own.

Something strange appeared on her pretty face as she asked:

"Where's Uncle Ye? Are you the only one at the martial arts school now?"

Ye Xuan nodded, while Zhang Han said:

"School's out for summer vacation, and my friends and I came here to play. We thought we'd drop by and see Uncle Ye on the way."

She walked into the martial arts gym, but her eyes wandered around before finally settling on Ye Xuan.

Being stared at by a very pretty girl made Ye Xuan, who had been fighting a year of war in ancient times, feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Dad went home for dinner and won't be back until the afternoon. I can send him a message..."

He had just taken out his phone when Zhang Han suddenly ran up to the front desk and said to him:

"No need, I came to see you too."