Time flowed like a rushing river, never ceasing.
One hundred thousand years later.
The Heavenly Wheel Sect ushered in a new wave of prosperity, producing several disciples exceptionally attuned to the Heavenly Wheel Dao.
For a time, grand structures rose from the ground throughout the sect, changing with each passing day.
That Immortal Tomb was not only veiled by the Immortal Tree, but now also hidden beneath fallen immortal leaves. Yet they seemed unable to conceal the tomb's imposing gaze over the Heavenly Wheel Sect's rivers and mountains. That one... seemed to have always been there, sheltering generation after generation of Heavenly Wheel Sect disciples.
Today.
Chen Xun actually came.
He arrived with several children, cursed Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder a little, and told those children some stories about him. A day later, he left.
A month later.
Gu Qingyan came alone.
She made a few minor repairs to Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder's Immortal Tomb. She merely told him that, over the years, Chen Xun had rarely held banquets anymore. After paying her respects, she too departed.
Another half year passed.
Ke Ding came with a smile on his face and the weariness of ages in his eyes.
He stayed here alone for a long time without speaking. He merely used Immortal Runes to write some Eternal Ancient Script upon a scroll. Once he had finished, he placed it in the Immortal Tomb. Before leaving, he only said that he had not heard him curse Chen Xun in many years, and it felt rather strange.
Now.
The Immortal Realm had entered a flourishing age in which ten thousand Daos prospered. The Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory alone held the Great Dao Ranking, even more so—it was as though the origins of all ten thousand Daos had been placed within the Eternal