Where Were They Five Hundred Years Ago?

To mortals, five hundred years was an exceedingly long time. But to gods and high-level cultivators, it could not be called long. Yet when those beyond the ordinary looked back upon the mundane world, they often could not help but sigh at how things remained while people had changed.

Qiu Yan had yet to experience such a thing in his cultivation. But as he entered the Land of the Divine Remains once more, sensing the surging thoughts of his believers and reviewing the information within them, a similar feeling naturally arose.

Only a few years had passed outside, yet five hundred years had already gone by in the Land of the Divine Remains.

Time flowed at different speeds in the two places.

"Five hundred years... things remain, while people change..."

After savoring the thought for a moment, Qiu Yan drew back his mind. His Heart Demon Body shifted and attached itself to the nearest living creature.

It was a lone wolf, running through the forest. After being possessed by the Heart Demon, it paused slightly, as though it sensed something. Beasts like this often possessed instincts and spiritual awareness beyond those of ordinary people; otherwise, they could hardly have survived and carried on in a forest fraught with danger.

But the existence of a Heart Demon ultimately surpassed imagination. Such attachment was akin to a thought itself—how could a beast possibly detect it? Thus, after pausing for a moment, the lone wolf ran far away.

Qiu Yan followed the lone wolf, while his perception spread outward and enveloped the surrounding area. The feeling in his heart grew increasingly profound. "Who would have thought that five hundred years ago, this place had once been the grounds of a mighty tribe?"

Qiu Yan's Heart Demon Body had dwelled within that flaming divine