"Of course, this desolation came gradually. People once still ascended and departed in radiant flight, but it seemed to have drained the foundations of all the immortal paths."
"I heard from the Ancestor of the Extraterritorial that the Central Region once had an incomparably prosperous era. Who knew how many people ascended and left?"
"Later, after Shenxin emerged from nowhere and established the Sanskrit Sound Temple, no one ascended again. Even the complete desolation of the immortal paths seemed to have begun in that period."
Long Ze revealed many hidden secrets in his words. Lin Xuan's understanding of the Azure Cloud Realm's history grew ever clearer, and he could not help but fall into deep thought.
"Could the desolation of the immortal paths be related to the Sanskrit Sound Temple? But even Shenxin failed to ascend. Why exactly was that?"
"This... this subordinate does not know." Long Ze gently shook his enormous dragon head, equally unable to understand.
"Forget it. We can investigate these things later. Since the immortal paths have already withered away, then we'll simply open new immortal paths."
In the end, Lin Xuan shook his head and cast aside those complicated thoughts.
"Master will surely accomplish it!"
Long Ze immediately flattered him.
Lin Xuan waved a hand. Just as he was about to speak, he sensed a group of people racing in a certain direction.
"Due west. Go!"
His tone changed as he gave Long Ze the order.
Long Ze did not dare delay. His dragon body swayed as he erupted forward at tremendous speed.
Before long, Long Ze and Lin Xuan crossed thousands of miles, and the group racing through the distance within their senses came fully into view.
"What are these things?"
Long Ze let out a startled cry.
The group of speeding figures was