"Hiss!"
On this day, deep within the dark universe, a dazzling light suddenly erupted.
With supreme power, Jiang Zhu forcibly cleaved through layer upon layer of world barriers, leaving that ravaged world and arriving in another great world.
The scenery before him seemed familiar. The overall environment had changed little; it was still a Spiritless Land.
He passed through a region of churning chaos, only to be greeted by the same deathly silence.
Broken mountains stretched across the land, countless ruins still lingered beneath the soil, spiritual qi had dried up like a desert, the succession of evolutionaries had been completely severed, and no trace of cultivators remained in the mortal world.
He traveled the land on foot, crossing mountains and seas, yet found only a few shattered fragments of order.
Moreover, as time passed, the situation continued to deteriorate.
Jiang Zhu explored the ruins of this world in depth, contemplating his own methods and path, and stayed for over a thousand years.
Countless generations passed in the world, yet not a single cultivator existed.
Over those thousand years, he traveled everywhere under heaven without encountering even one being who had just set foot on the path of cultivation.
The path of cultivation had been severed. No supernatural power remained anywhere; only technological civilization could be seen rising.
Although its achievements were considerable and had already surpassed those of his previous life, this could not change the greater trend.
One day, at the end of the starry sky, Jiang Zhu once again tore through the macrocosm's world barrier and left this realm.
He traveled alone, and tens of thousands more years passed. Throughout this time, spring never returned to the land, and the Spiritless Era grew ever harsher.
Finally, one day, he entered a great world of an exceptionally high