In Peach Blossom Haven, between two peaks facing each other from afar, one in the sky and one on the ground, a ribbon of waterfall flowed from the summit hanging upside down in the heavens into the summit below.
Su Mo sat motionless in the void, sensing the half-strand of Imperial Qi the Emperor had left within him.
Along with it came the soul incense...
Within the soul incense was an indescribable loneliness. That feeling of loneliness seeped into Su Mo's heart, drawing him into silence.
Within that lonely soul incense lay a desolation left behind across tens of thousands of years.
One man had stood guard over the world alone, those beside him dying one after another, leaving only him alive in this world.
Thousands upon thousands stood before him, yet there was no one he could speak to.
It seemed this was a feeling only those in the Saint Realm could understand.
Those in the Saint Realm possessed transcendent cultivation and long lives...
Were any of those Saint Realm cultivators' childhood playmates still alive?
Su Mo thought of the Saint Realm cultivators around him, one by one: the Divine Maiden, the Book Sage, Yanzhi...
Back in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Divine Maiden had been alone above the Nine Heavens.
She gazed upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, watching the countless people within them, yet no one could keep her company and talk to her.
Until she forgot how to speak...
She had said that, of those who existed as she did, only Su Mo remained in the world.
At the time, Su Mo had not truly understood why the Divine Maiden had stayed by his side ever since seeing his consciousness wandering the Star Sea.
She had regarded Su Mo as the sole reason