The two sighed in front of the stele, feeling nostalgic. In just a century, the world seemed to have changed entirely. Mortals might not sense it, but for the cultivation circle, it was very clear, as if the two thousand years of cultivation history in Jinxiu no longer held any significance.
This was a subversive change. Now, no one talks about traditions anymore; the only focus is on the Upper Realm inheritance and the Heaven Creation decades from now.
But what happens after Heaven Creation? Life will continue, death will still come. In terms of the essence of survival, what's changed?
The two lamented for a while, and as for the stele, they really couldn't make sense of it. Just as they were about to leave, they turned around and saw a female cultivator sitting cross-legged in front of the stele. Her brows and eyes were like a painting, though she seemed somewhat frail.
