Human Path Changes Observed Along the River of History

Qiu Yan's consciousness jolted. He felt his awareness plunging rapidly, yet he did not panic. His thoughts were steadfast now, and he had the Three Bodies to rely on. He knew that this sensation of falling came from his avatar's perception—it was an illusion.

Or rather...

"This is a historical scene formed by tracing things back to their source! I am entering a River of History."

Qiu Yan was no stranger to the Historical River. He had encountered it several times and had also studied the Historians' School, evolving divine abilities such as the River of History, Illusory World. If he wished, he could even use favorable terrain to condense a River of History from the Land of the Divine Remains and turn it into a divine ability.

Thus, after only a brief contact, he understood the situation. Once he grasped the scarlet substance, a portion of his consciousness had been drawn into a strange realm, where it comprehended the mysteries within the substance and thus experienced the Historical River.

The origin was, by nature, the source of history.

What this river presented was not Donghua's history, but...

"This is another continent. I do not know its name."

Mountain strongholds rose from the earth, cities passed like clouds and smoke. Qiu Yan's consciousness wandered the river as scene after scene flashed past like flowers glimpsed from a galloping horse. A century was but the snap of a finger; rise and fall took only an instant. Those who became kings and those who fell as bandits, the Wang and Xie great clans—all were no more than ripples in the river.

Compared to the entire river, what was a dynasty of the moment? The successes and failures of a single lifetime seemed equally insignificant.

The weight of history accumulated, gathered, day after