The Heavens-what a mysterious place it was, the end of the world, high above all, looking down upon time, beyond anyone's reach.
It could be said that no matter how seas became mulberry fields, how the Great Thousand Worlds changed, or how the years cycled, it always remained transcendent above them, boundlessly radiant.
The young man's heart was truly unsettled at this moment. At his level, where could he not go? Even the Boundary Sea could be crossed with a single thought.
Yet The Heavens was an exception.
How many prodigies throughout history, whether those who looked down upon the Myriad Heavens or supreme experts who shook the past and dazzled the present, cowing countless great ages, had found it impossible to ascend there? They could only raise their heads and sigh, powerless to struggle across.
All because The Heavens was simply too unfathomable, too insubstantial and elusive. Even knowing such a place existed, they could not escape the fate of exhausting themselves at the end of their path and meeting a desolate end.
Who knew whether seeing The Heavens now was a blessing or a misfortune?
"In the world we inhabit, there is no such thing as eternity. Everything we see will crumble, and everything that exists will perish. Only The Heavens can escape 'annihilation into ruins.' Is that because it hangs high beyond the world, outside the so-called Myriad Heavens?" the young man murmured. Perhaps this was an opportunity, a chance to glimpse the truth of The Heavens.
To all living beings beneath the sky, The Heavens was unfathomable. Even for experts capable of sweeping through the entire annals of history, it was still a legend, something they could gaze upon but never reach.
But now, an "exception" was unfolding right before his eyes. How could his thoughts