Watching Li Ming's departing back, Chen Cheng let out a long sigh.
He understood very clearly the desolation and helplessness in Li Ming's heart, as well as in the hearts of humanity civilization's current upper echelon.
When a group of wise people had exhausted heaven and earth's principles through their own wisdom, and had already come to understand the laws governing the birth, development, and demise of every substance in the world, the helplessness they felt before truth could no longer be described merely as despair.
Just like in the scientific age, every theory told them that the universe they inhabited would ultimately march toward final Heat Death.
But people at that time at least knew that this final Heat Death was still very, very far away—so far away that civilization might first be destroyed by some accident or war before it arrived.
But now it was different. They were already living in the era of "Heat Death," with no time to spare.
Moreover, this destruction was not nature's fair and impartial judgment upon all things, but something aimed solely at humanity.
Of course, perhaps it was like several great mass extinctions in history. Humanity simply could no longer adapt to the environment amid the current upheaval, so it could be called the result of natural selection.
Yet after truly feeling nature's ruthless, level gaze and learning that so-called wisdom and folly were equal before it, surely no one could accept it.
Drawing back his thoughts, although he had failed to find the Time Law this time, his exchange with Moon Celestial Venerable had still given him inspiration.
Looking at the sphere of light appearing in his palm, Chen Cheng knew that he had found a way back.
After pondering for a long time, Chen Cheng put away the sphere