The green sun had disappeared.
Some rejoiced, others despaired.
Those who were joyful knew of its existence, the top-tier sects of the southern region, as well as some of the powerful ones.
Those who despaired were facing the end of all things, along with others who wished for nothing less than world annihilation.
Some owned nothing but still managed to survive.
They didn't wish to do anything themselves but longed to see the world destroyed, for everyone to perish together.
After all, they had nothing, and they had been exploited for far too long.
The cultivation world was too cruel; they had to continue just to live, but given the choice for eradication, they'd prefer to obliterate everything.
Yet, if they were the ones asked to do the destruction, they couldn't bring themselves to do it.
Contradictory people always made up the majority.
Thus, the multitudes of the living mostly led insignificant lives.
