Diary after diary, Dao Fruit after Dao Fruit.
Story after story, rising and falling; figure after figure, protagonists in their own right—their entire lives now lay within a single diary.
And through this process, a vast history of epochs surfaced in Zhao Cheng's mind. The currents he had become shifted and changed. At first, they separately evolved one peculiar epoch after another, but in the end, they turned into something like a river, each stretch of it an epoch.
This was undoubtedly an extraordinarily remarkable method of cultivation: evolving all manner of things within oneself and drawing out their essence.
Immortal Dao, Divine Dao, Evil God Dao, Weapon Dao, Beast-Taming...
The forbidden zone had a long history, yet among the Dao Fruits Zhao Cheng harvested, the earliest records only traced back eight epochs. Ancient Cosmos was the ninth epoch.
And Zhao Cheng had also confirmed one thing: if one counted backward, the epoch Sword Ancestor belonged to was precisely the tenth.
In legend, that epoch had been the most resplendent and glorious of all—the Human Dao Epoch. The experts of that time already possessed the power to lead their entire civilization through the birth and extinction of epochs. They achieved Immortality across the ages and became eternal protagonists.
But then, one day, that dazzling civilization abruptly collapsed.
Later legends offered many explanations. Some claimed a dispute over paths had ignited a civil war. Others said they encountered formidable foreign enemies, were defeated, had their past erased, and were branded with the Mark of Sin, leaving only their bloodlines to linger on in miserable survival...
There were also claims that that epoch had touched the taboo of time, drawing the backlash of time itself. Enemies had come from the future, waging war against the flow of time and destroying the Human