Gazing into the distance, Milton Cheney stood with his hands clasped behind his back, feeling a slight sigh in his heart.
After reaching the Unification Realm, he could clearly sense this span of Heaven and Earth.
Five million years had passed, yet Milton sensed no change in this world.
It was like a pond of still water, silent and unchanging.
Beneath the dome of Heaven and Earth, even the strongest of Cultivators were but ants.
What difference would it make if more Immortal Beings appeared? The world remained the same, unchanged.
How difficult it was to transcend the world.
Nonetheless, over these many years, Milton had discerned some useful things.
After all, his vision was far broader than that of the original inhabitants of this world.
Because he had been reincarnated into this world, because he had experienced many worlds before.
Thus, Milton's thoughts were quite different from those of others in this world.
