The Ancient Realm descends (A plea for your guaranteed monthly votes-this book is nearing its final stretch~)

Feng Yue quietly watched the imperial city.

A long while passed before a flash of light appeared, accompanied by what seemed to be a faint spatial fluctuation.

"So you still trust Zhou Wei more! Well, that makes sense. His thinking should be closest to yours. But in the end, we're all the same!"

He knew Zhou Wei must have gone to the Ancient Realm Platform to seek out the Primordial Divine Sect.

Feng Yue's expression was complicated.

Everything he had told Feng Yan had come from his heart. If he could do it all over again, he would rather never have learned the truth.

Perhaps what he knew was still only one corner of it, yet it had nearly shaken even his demigod-level Dao Heart beyond its ability to hold firm.

"Actually, if one lived alone in this world, perhaps one wouldn't have so many thoughts. Or perhaps letting one's divine sense fall into chaos, losing hold of one's Dao Heart, and being suppressed within the divine domain would be another choice.

"Or else... dying completely. Then everything one had experienced would be no different from reality."

But in the Ancient Realm, dying was no easy matter for someone of the Great Wei Divine Dynasty!

Zhou Wei stepped out of the Teleportation Array on the Ancient Realm Platform and arrived before Ancient God Mountain with a single stride.

The mountain was still the same mountain, as majestic as ever, wreathed in clouds and mist. But with Zhou Wei's cultivation, he could naturally sense the countless gazes falling upon him from within them.

The Primordial Divine Sect naturally knew about the changes in the Ancient Realm.

They had never seen anything like this before. Even Qi Yichen, their Sect Master, had sent a strand of his divine sense into the