"Who in this world has never truly been young?"
"Time's great river was like a huge wave sifting sand. Countless heroes surged forth with the waves, each with their own unique color, their own vitality and spirit."
"If you lose yourself, how can you still be called a hero?"
In the open ground nearby, Jiumu Qing, a contestant in the second arena match, was healing her wounds. Watching the battle unfolding in the sky, she felt something stir in her heart and reminisced about the past.
"Once, there were rumors that the brutal slave trader Myriad Beast Esteemed Immortal had originally been a kind, tearful youth, beloved by countless beasts—a radiant and immaculate King of Myriad Beasts."
"Jiumu Qing had been a blacksmith who loved forging, nowhere near as violent and extreme as she was now. Chongluan had been a chef who had embarked on the path of cultivation solely to seek the legendary most delicious time squid. The Holy Spirit had been a truly benevolent father, bearing everyone and embracing Heaven and Earth."
Jiumu Qing murmured softly, a trace of long-lost nostalgia surfacing on her face. "After we came to the future, we giants of the Immortal Realm... we stopped being ourselves long ago."
The surroundings were a grassland, the wind rustling through the grass and revealing an air of tranquility and peace.
"This era, this Immortal Realm, this Underworld... they're truly disgusting." She gazed into the distant sky at Esteemed Immortal Changzhen, the super-monster who had been unearthed and was placing immense pressure on the entire future.
"Changzhen? Who exactly are you? You should be a monster who rose and matured in the era after we left. Are you another version of us? Before your life was twisted, what kind of splendid story did you have?"
Jiumu Qing