People had died beneath Immortal Feather's attacks in the Heavenly Origin Universe, the Spiritualized Universe, and the Nine Heavens Universe. Many had died in large-scale devastation: planets shattered, regions collapsed, mountains and rivers overturned, and the starry sky itself turned upside down.
The dead were beyond counting.
Lu Yin stood in the Heavenly Sect and quietly closed his eyes. Beneath the Heavenly Ladder, all the cultivators had gathered. Among them were many cultivators from the Nine Heavens Universe and the Spiritualized Universe. Everyone was mourning in silence.
Rain fell from the sky, coming from the starry heavens, as though civilization itself were weeping.
The Threefold Universe was silent.
Countless people grieved. Many hadn't even been given the chance to grieve.
In a civilization, it was normal for cultivators to live and die. But this was a war between civilizations, especially a war against Immortal Feather, an old enemy.
"The universe is vast and boundless. Human civilization is no more than a drop in the ocean. To the countless lives in the Cubic Distance, the survival of humanity means nothing."
Lu Yin spoke slowly, his voice carrying across the universe, reaching the Spiritualized Universe, the Nine Heavens Universe, and even the Consciousness Universe, which had returned to its proper place but was now restarting.
"They don't care, but we do. We care about ourselves, our loved ones, our friends, our legacy, and our home."
Lu Yin looked down upon the world. "The more we care, the more we must fight. We must fight the countless civilizations that seek to destroy us, and we must fight the calamities lurking in the starry sky. Any of us could die. I could die, too. But death cannot stop our civilization from enduring. What endures is not just life, but the spirit."
"It is the