As the great battle came to an end, Jade Dragon Valley fell into profound silence.
The towering peaks had become bloated and gentle. Of the former Jade Dragon Lake, only a few small puddles remained exposed.
There was no trace left of its former splendor.
More than twenty cultivators stood quietly before Jade Dragon Valley.
Among them, the two Jing Generation members who had been here back then were especially dazed and sentimental.
"Back when we were here, Taihang County was still jointly controlled by the six great families!"
As that cultivator recalled scenes from the past, he could not help but savor the memories.
Now, they had all become ancestors to who knew how many cultivators.
"Exactly. That is why we should cherish the days we have now." The cultivator beside him nodded as well.
They had told the younger generations countless times about those past days, but in truth, the Guang Generation and Zhi Generation found it difficult to empathize. Even the Teng Generation and Yun Generation were the same.
But in their view, it did not matter if they did not understand.
The gullies and ravines of heaven and earth, the radiance of sun and moon, were all singing their tale...
"Ancestor Hai Fei, Uncle-Ancestor Jingfeng, I want to stay here. These mortals need immortals!" At that moment, Ye Tengxi stepped forward.
His gaze was exceptionally resolute.
After his soul fragment had shattered, he was still somewhat weak.
Yet at this moment, he was incomparably steadfast.
"Uncle-Ancestor Hai Fei, Brother Jingfeng, we want to stay here too. Taihang County may disappear, but Lingyun Peak cannot. The Immortal Hall cannot. Haven't you heard what those mortals have been discussing?" The two Jing Generation Clan Elders who had been lamenting Jade Dragon Valley also spoke up repeatedly.
When they