"Fellow Daoist Zhang..."
Just as Ye Lin was about to say something, he sensed someone tugging at him. Turning around, he saw Dugu Feng gently pulling at his sleeve.
Seeing the flickering look in Dugu Feng's eyes, Ye Lin seemed to understand something and said no more.
"Everyone, since we're here, come with me to the frontlines and take a look at those prodigies who once fought across the Star River Cosmos."
Ye Lin said with a smile. The crowd before him nodded one after another, anticipation flashing in their eyes.
Compared to those prodigies buried beneath the dust of time, these prodigies who had once fought across the Star River Cosmos were clearly worth far more.
After all, none of those who had fought across the Star River Cosmos were ordinary. At the very least, they had participated in a great age and risen above the rest within it—they had merely failed in the end.
Yet these people were also the most contemptible. Having lost in the great age, they refused to accept their fate and smuggled themselves across the river of time into the next age, hoping to seize its Dao Fruit.
Such people were destined to have little future. Their Dao Hearts had already shattered once; they had already failed once.
As for that nonsense about failure being the mother of success, it was nothing but bullshit—something the successful used to deceive the losers. After all, if you collapsed for good after failing once, who would keep serving as stepping stones for the successful?
"It should be so."
At those words, everyone before Ye Lin nodded. Then the group followed Ye Lin toward the frontlines.
It was their first time at this Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal battlefield, so naturally they needed to properly understand the frontline battlefield.