"What a mess."
In one of the pavilions of the Golden Dynasty Academy, Milton Cheney put down the bound booklet in his hand and sighed in his heart.
The journey of cultivation in the Great Void Realm could only be described as a mess by Milton.
Over the years since he joined the Golden Dynasty Academy, he had read countless books on cultivation techniques from this world and without a doubt, all were disconnected and fragmentary.
It was hard to imagine that this world had once seen glorious times.
In four years, Milton's understanding of this world deepened more and more. By now, he knew what the End of Dharma Era meant in this world.
The path ahead was cut off, and countless people looked up at the sky and sighed at this insurmountable barrier, but they were utterly helpless.
As Milton pondered, a gentle knock sounded at the door of the pavilion.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open and a middle-aged man walked in.
