Verifying Cultivation (7500 Monthly Votes)

Thus, at this moment, all four myths found themselves entertaining certain new thoughts. Perhaps the Lord's idea was right. The calamity to come was too vast to fathom; perhaps all of human civilization might be severed because of it.

Although no one who had unified the world had ever appeared before, the times were forever changing. Before the First Emperor, had anyone imagined unifying the Nine Provinces?!

Perhaps some had harbored similar thoughts, but more often than not, people felt that such a figure, such an event, could not possibly appear in their own age. It belonged in some later generation.

And now, it was the same.

Many people knew that one day in the future, there would very likely be only one nation in the world—or rather, one unified, pluralistic great Federation. The only question was when. It might be a hundred years from now, or a thousand; there was no certainty. Only, no one felt that it could be now.

But that had been before. Now, with the times changing in such unfathomable ways, figures beneath the mythic realm might still scheme and contend over who held the highest power. Even knowing that when the nest overturned, no egg remained intact, they would still refuse to repent until death. History had already proven that much.

Those in the mythic realm were different. They had greater daring.

And what prompted these thoughts in them, aside from the extraordinary realm Zhao Cheng was displaying at this moment, was also a dream they had all had some time ago.

For a period of time, they had all dreamed the same dream: a future of destruction. Yet the future each of them saw had been somewhat different.

Li Nishang had dreamed of the earth sealed in ice, covered in glaciers over a