The cableway, serviced by the Mohist School only years ago, stretched like a long thread of rain, hidden within the sea of clouds.
The newly installed Silent Array Disk had greatly solved the rumbling of the Cloud-Soaring Train—these mechanical carriages had originally been nicknamed "Cloud-Soaring Carriages," for they were built in the form of carriage compartments and suspended from the cableway.
But as rune research made breakthroughs, the cableway grew ever sturdier, able to bear more and more carriages, traveling more steadily and swiftly... When compartment after compartment formed a line, it came to be called the Cloud-Soaring Train.
Though She Disheng, who had aspired to usher in the age of runes, was gone from this world, there were still people exploring the path of runes, still making breakthroughs. Evidently, this world could do without anyone.
Do not treat yourself as some indispensable protagonist. Do not think the whole world ought to make way for you. No one was irreplaceable.
Jiang Wang stood alone atop Snow-Holding Peak, facing the wind by the cliff. He thought of the departures of so many "protagonists," and remembered Hong Junyan's last words to him—
"The nations of the world rise and fall. Without destruction, there can be no establishment; only after breaking can one build anew."
"Fierce fire burns the withered grass; spring wind blows, and it grows again."
"Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure is that raging fire. Between life and death, which would you call a sin? They are merely part of the cycle of heaven's law."
"Born a [National Calamity], could it truly serve no purpose?"
In the end, the emperor of the snow plains merely smiled. "Little brother, just some idle thoughts. No need to dwell on them."
No need to dwell on them.
His gaze swept into the distance, where he