Before he knew it, long years had flowed by once more.
The Human Great Thousand World, Hundred Peaks Sect.
The Hundred Peaks Sect of today already had numerous disciples; it could almost be said to be completely open.
However, among the humans, there still were not many cultivators above the Supreme Realm.
The main reason was that Song Zhong had not been awake for all that long.
Song Zhong, however, was not in the Hundred Peaks Sect.
Among the humans, in an utterly ordinary city, Song Zhong wandered through its streets.
Originally, he had been in seclusion cultivating all along, madly charging at higher cultivation realms. Later, he had even discussed the Dao with Peng Xuan and comprehended the Yin-Yang Way.
But as his understanding of the Yin-Yang Way grew deeper and deeper, he began to feel more and more that the Yin-Yang Way could not be comprehended through seclusion alone.
Instead, he had to feel the entire world, feel every blade of grass and every tree in this world, even each and every affair—everything was yin and yang.
Song Zhong was walking along.
Suddenly, the entire Human Great Thousand World shook, and then the whole sky went dark at once.
This darkness was such that even he, now already a Quasi-Saint, could not see his surroundings clearly.
Only after a long time did the sky abruptly clear. Song Zhong raised his head and looked into the distance.
Beyond the horizon, a huge palace appeared in his field of vision.
This palace was not in their Human Great Thousand World, but outside it, in another world!
A ruin!
Song Zhong's brows furrowed slightly. A ruin had appeared!
Earlier, he had still been thinking that no ruins had appeared for so long, which was actually a good sign. In the end,