Did you fear certain predetermined endings and truths?
Had you ever imagined growing old in the end, your flesh yielding to pain on a sickbed as you waited for death to descend, or passing away in a dream? Not knowing where the handful of ash you became would go, or whether your corpse would crawl with maggots.
Li Xiang had. The letters his family sent never hid anything; their honest answers were naked and cruel.
But everyone had to carry their fear of a predetermined future as they moved forward.
Even though Li Xiang knew clearly that his search for a shortcut home was destined to end in defeat and death, he still decided to stake everything on one attempt.
Because in the days to come, there were people who had never stopped searching for his footprints.
Time flew after the world first opened. Inexhaustible spirit stones and materials were forged into the Immortal Court, and this colossal monument to the dawn of immortal civilization finally floated above the clouds.
Intelligent beings always revered the unknown. The magnificent Immortal Court was like a lighthouse in the primordial wilderness of the world's beginning.
The ignorant immortals began to approach the Immortal Court. Beneath the lighthouse's radiance, their shallow understanding was imbued with the civilization of those who had gone before.
A hundred immortals and a thousand chiefs of the various races paid homage within a white jade immortal palace suffused with the world's spiritual energy.
They gazed reverently at Deer Treasure, seated quietly on her divine throne above ninety-nine jade steps. The establishment of civilization made them recognize those ninety-nine steps as the holiest place in the world. The immortal seated there held civilization's ultimate answers, and sat atop mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath the firmament.
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