C2555 On the Ferry House

The heavens were as fine as silk, turning into snow. In the blink of an eye, fifty years had passed.

Fifty years, to Shen Shu, was not even the blink of an eye. But now, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Illustrious Saint Realm. Even after a mere fifty years, there weren't any traces of it left on his body.

Of course, Su Wei and the other three beside her also did the same