Watching tens of thousands of years flow past in the images, Little Su Mo gradually felt a trace of sorrow.
When he first entered this world, he had judged it, one-sidedly, to be callous and unfeeling. But then came the Liu Household, the Human Emperor, the Dean, and now the entire Divine Race he had seen today.
Had these people not all given everything for the convictions in their hearts?
The people of the world did not even know what they had done.
This world...
This world...
Little Su Mo turned toward the Remnant Soul of the Goddess beside him and opened his mouth. But the Remnant Soul of the Goddess gazed at the mountain full of peach blossoms, then turned to him with a smile and asked, "Little brother, do you like all these peach blossoms Yuan Yuan planted across the mountain?"
Little Su Mo turned to the peach trees blooming across a hundred miles of Divine Mountain. A gentle breeze played, blowing their fragrance into his heart.
"I do..."
A hundred miles of peach blossoms, every petal the fruit of her painstaking care.
Hearing this, Yuan Yuan Remnant Soul finally smiled happily. Who knew how long she had looked forward to this moment...
She had shown Little Su Mo these events not because she wanted Su Mo to know what she had done, but because many of the things he wanted to know lay within these memories.
Through these memories, Little Su Mo could find many of the answers he sought.
For instance, Su Mo learned that the Divine Race had been destroyed by the World-Toppling Calamity, and that the Confucian Sage Heaven-Severing had also been to block the Calamity's descent.
He learned why the heavens over the Divine Realm had been severed: the Divine Realm connected the