As Di Tou came to such an understanding in his heart, all of a sudden, it was like a million tiny fireflies in his heart began to flutter, and the luminous image of the world of cultivation suddenly dispersed, split into a thousand, a million tiny black dots that wiggled about. Letting out a long breath, Di Tou quietly stood there for a moment, as images rearranged themselves in his mind, and a clearer picture of the world of cultivation began to form.
At the same time, a lot of Di Tou's worries and concerns began to fall away. Yes, he still wanted to find Fu Hao Xin and Wu Kong, yes he wanted to figure out what was going on in the Southern Continent. But seeing how rotten the Southern Continent was, a lot of it… not to say it was suddenly less important, but it certainly felt like a layer of pressure was gone, as once again, Di Tou was reminded just how vast the world was, and how powerless an individual could be.
