War was fought over what one sought to claim.
No matter its scale, beneath the word "war" always lay flesh and bones soaked in blood that could never be washed clean. The innocent were bound to be caught up in it.
There was no avoiding it.
War was cruel by nature.
Watching the figures rush toward the Outer Starry Sky, Shi Lan let out a soft sigh.
Dark clouds blotted out the sun. Disaster was at hand.
"The Heavenly Dao of the Qiong Luo Realm has awakened..."
Samsara sensed something, and its tone turned solemn.
"Is it going to keep those who are fleeing here?"
If that were truly the case, Shi Lan could understand.
"No. The Heavenly Dao has lifted the seal on the Qiong Luo Realm. It hasn't stopped them..."
Beyond the endless void, the invisible barrier that had shrouded the void around the Qiong Luo Realm quietly vanished. The hundred races' beings who broke through the boundary encountered no resistance at all as they plunged into the surging river of stars.
A consciousness slowly awakened, standing silently on the far shore of the starry sky as it watched the many figures recede into the distance. Not a ripple stirred within it.
It had endured a stretch of time so long that ordinary people could scarcely imagine it. Long ago, it had ceased to feel emotion.
From the moment it awoke, it understood every secret within the Qiong Luo Realm.
It could be said that all the living beings of the Qiong Luo Realm had been brought forth by it. For those who had abandoned it, it offered no resistance, instead granting them a broad, open road to life.
In a stretch of cosmic starry sky exceedingly far from the Qiong Luo Realm, a vast continent,