The Alternation of Eras
Gu Qingshan cradled the dim Eternal Lamp and said,
"I am... a sword cultivator. A sword cultivator."
The other side fell silent for several breaths.
A sigh followed.
"At last, this moment has come. I've been preparing for it for a long time," Wind and Rain Saint said.
"Preparing?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Yes. I know who you are. I foresaw this moment. After all, before I reincarnated, I came from that brilliant river," Wind and Rain Saint said.
Gu Qingshan's expression tightened. "I never thought you'd enter the Prehistoric Era."
"Everything was for the sake of survival," Wind and Rain Saint said.
Gu Qingshan said nothing, seeming to ponder something.
"I've waited a long time in the Prehistoric Era, waiting only for you to arrive. I wanted to see your attitude before deciding what to do next," Wind and Rain Saint said.
"It doesn't all depend on my attitude. It depends on the attitude of all living beings. Their actions determine which way the era will turn," Gu Qingshan said.
"But there must be someone to guide them. The Prehistoric Era came from chaos, after all, and chaos will send down a guide," Wind and Rain Saint said.
"It seems we need to meet," Gu Qingshan said.
"There isn't much time. We really do need to meet at once," Wind and Rain Saint said.
With that, the light and shadow faded.
This segment of memory ended.
The orange cat stared at the Eternal Lamp before it, lost in thought.
—Wind and Rain Saint.
In the Prehistoric Era, she must have stood on the side of all living beings.
What happened afterward?
What happened later?
The orange cat looked around.
The entire Land of No Return was desolate. All the coffins had been opened, and the immortals