Who was he?
What was the last word he left behind? Before he vanished?
The light did not make sense at all. It did not give anyone any explanation.
How horrifying!
On the surface of the ground, limitless lava was boiling and bubbling. The heat was everywhere, evaporating this world. For the cultivators, this was a small scene that nobody minded.
Everyone was still caught up by the light.
How enchanting, how shocking. They could not help thinking about it.
It was like sunshine in the darkness, the first ray of sunlight by the end of the skyline.
What kind of glow was that? They could not tell from their realm. They only felt that the light was beyond their world. It was like the Truth all of them had been looking for.
The Truth of all cultivations.
What Truth was that?
Since ancient times, nobody could tell.
And yet, they seemed to have seen it…
Gradually, they snapped back to reality.
