A month later, Qin He once again toured the Four Great Continents.
Only this time, he no longer made a grand spectacle of it. Instead, based on the information he had gathered, he personally investigated the existence of Spirit Vulture Palace.
The road leading to the Upper Realm had been severed. Domain Gate Palace had not lied.
The road from the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm was not the same as the road from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm.
The gate guarded by the supernatural could not be traversed in reverse.
Twisted rules were still a kind of rule. Compared to the three Supreme Laws of time, space, and Reincarnation, Qin He was not sure where the supernatural stood.
He had a feeling it had emerged when the laws of heaven and earth evolved to a certain stage.
Of course, that was from the perspective of living beings.
From the perspective of immortality, it was hope—a path to eternal life, worth risking everything for.
Heaven and earth were heartless, treating all things as straw dogs,
What living beings saw as evil might, from the perspective of creation, be some kind of inevitability.
Like the two sides of yin and yang, like the Reincarnation of the four seasons.
Where there was sunlight, there would certainly be shadows. When spring was warm and flowers bloomed, there would certainly be days of biting cold winds.
You could love the sunlight and loathe the shadows, but you could not deny the shadows' existence. The moment a beam of sunlight fell, it also outlined the shape of the shadow.
Even in the age of the Ancient Heavenly Gods, there had been demons. The Heavenly Gods had fallen one after another, and the age had continued to decline.
What paradise age was there?