Ruthless would never concern herself with whether other people were doing well or what kind of lives they led.
Whether their lives were glorious or miserable, Ruthless would not spare them a second glance. None of it had anything to do with her.
Ever since Ruthless became a Great Emperor of the Human Dao, she had begun to distance herself from All Living Beings and stopped paying attention to the Mortal World.
Destroying the Saint Spirit Ancestral Land, passing down an Extreme Dao Legacy centered on the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art and the Indestructible Heavenly Art to the descendants of the Small Mountain Village lineage, forging the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron—these were the last traces Ruthless left in the Mortal World.
Many of those traces were hidden, the kind no one knew about.
The other Great Emperors had all, to some degree, been revered by the Myriad Races and received homage from the Ten Directions. But the moment Ruthless became an emperor, she had "transcended" such things and paid no heed to worldly affairs.
As time went on and Ruthless's cultivation grew ever more profound, she drifted farther and farther from the Mortal World and All Living Beings.
Though she had fought for All Living Beings and sheltered the Ten Directions, afterward she cared nothing for how those she left behind viewed her. Nor did she intend to meet the people she had protected.
Over the long years, Ye Fan and the others had sometimes appeared in the Mortal World. At times, they would watch its teeming bustle from afar, notice someone interesting, or offer guidance to someone through the Unseen.
Even the stillest person occasionally felt the urge to move, the itch to act.
But Ruthless had never done any such thing. She remained high above, growing ever more distant