The years flew like a shuttle, and time flowed on.
In the blink of an eye, several thousand years had passed.
And throughout those thousands of years.
The snow shrouding the Immortal Domain and All Heavens had never stopped.
The Immortal Domain and All Heavens, once utterly shattered and ruined by the great war, gradually regained their vitality through the shared rebuilding efforts of countless living beings.
People often said that time would wash everything away and make people forget it all.
Yet the beings of All Heavens who had died in that Dark War.
And the resounding name of that White Robe Heavenly Emperor was something the beings of All Heavens could never forget.
Some said that the legendary Heavenly Emperor had suffered grievous injuries and fallen into an endless slumber, never to awaken again.
Others said that the legendary Heavenly Emperor was cultivating in seclusion.
Just as the stories said, when a greater crisis descended.
He would once again carry the hopes of the Immortal Domain and All Heavens and fight his way into the elusive Above the Immortal Domain, putting a final end to the true source of the Dark Weirdness.
He would carve out a true Perfect World for the common people and all spirits.
But whatever the rumors said.
Countless beings throughout the Immortal Domain and All Heavens had voluntarily erected countless statues.
He was the legend of their All Heavens, and the White Robe Heavenly Emperor of those stories.
The statues were crafted by the finest sculptors, who poured their lifetimes of painstaking effort into them, carving them so lifelike that every mark upon them held legends and myths of that Heavenly Emperor.
Although, over these thousands of years, they had never seen the statues they worshipped day and night display manifestations of divine