That day, the river suddenly stopped flowing.
The women washing clothes by the river were astonished. One after another, they began to talk. The river had never stopped flowing in all of recorded history. Mortals could see neither its source nor its end.
Now that it had suddenly stopped, they felt uneasy.
Then the wind changed. The sky was still just as clear, but they all felt dizzy. Were the clouds drifting faster? Was the sun setting sooner? Fish leaped toward the surface, lively and energetic.
In the city, smoke rose straight into the sky. The wind was clearly strong, yet it could not disperse the thick smoke.
In the mountains and forests, cultivators opened their eyes and stepped outside, gazing at heaven and earth. Something had changed. It was strange—they felt as if everything had become clear.
It was as though something had once obscured their eyes, and now their vision had been restored.
But the sky was still the same sky, and the earth was still the same earth.
Across the cities and forests, the mountain ranges, and even the distant Sixth Night Pillar, experts of every cultivation level felt the same thing: the veil that had kept them from seeing heaven and earth clearly had been lifted.
Yet what they saw after it was lifted was still the same world.
"Someone's breaking through to the Beginning Realm?" Liuli exclaimed in surprise. Not far away, Jian Hong arrived, gripping his sword hilt. "This is what a breakthrough to the Beginning Realm feels like. But why can we feel it?"
Someone else arrived from afar, a Beginning Realm expert, equally astonished. "You felt it too? This is clearly a breakthrough to the Beginning Realm, but only the person breaking through should be able to feel it. Others should only