Li Yu nodded. So that was how it worked.

The person called Grand Star Lord did not slow down. He quickly reached the 100th level, but his speed clearly decreased.

After that, he slowed down. Almost two hours had passed, and he had only walked less than a tenth of the altar.

“It’s been so long?” Li Yu complained. If he waited until he finished logging in, it would probably be half a month.

“Hmm, usually, it takes at least a month to pass the last hundred levels. It might even take a year!”

“So slow?” Li Yu was shocked.

“However, the Ten Realms Rift will last for a hundred years every time it appears, so many people are in no hurry to ascend the altar. Of course, most people will quickly fall back after ascending the altar!” Tai Ri added.

“I don’t have the time to wait for him!” Li Yu said. Then, his figure flashed and flew under the altar before stepping onto it.

Blast!

Space shook again, and the power of heaven and earth fluctuated again. Li Yu’s figure disappeared from the altar.

However, almost everyone’s attention was on the Grand Star Lord, so everyone only sensed that someone had ascended the altar when they felt the space tremble.

“What’s going on? Did someone else just ascend the altar?”

“Looks like it?”

“The first step is lit up. Someone has really entered the altar!”

“Who was that just now? Did you see that?”

“I didn’t notice. I saw a figure in my peripheral vision!”

“He’s probably new and doesn’t know the rules!”

Everyone discussed animatedly. They had basically not noticed Li Yu earlier.

However, the purple-haired old man who had stopped everyone from arguing earlier could not help but look at Li Yu with sparkling eyes.

Then, he turned to look at Tai Ri and the others. In fact, this old man had already noticed them when they first arrived.

“Look, that person has stopped on the first step!”

“Yeah, haha, he’s indeed new. He must be scared silly by the scene in front of him!”

“Don’t tell me this guy will fall off the first step! Hahahaha!”

Everyone mocked mercilessly. After all, Li Yu had indeed stayed on the first step for a long time.

However, Li Yu, who was on the altar, looked at the Heroic Spirit Hall above him and the ancient heroic spirits in the clouds in a daze.

It was not that he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Instead, the moment he entered, he heard the zither melody that was filled with sorrow and yearning.

As if struck by lightning, his soul was deeply touched. Countless broken memories seemed to slowly surface in the depths of his soul.

Those memories were like a dream or a real experience. They seemed to have suddenly appeared, or they had always been in his mind.

However, in the memory fragments, there was a figure. A figure with black hair like a waterfall and a graceful figure who always liked to wear light blue dresses.

At the same time, a name surfaced in his mind—Yu Miaoyin.

The moment this name appeared, a soft place in the depths of Li Yu’s heart seemed to be touched, and his heart seemed to melt under the zither music.

Complex emotions assaulted him. There was love, sorrow, apology, and joy, but most of it was longing…

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