Contrary to nature's way.
This time there was no opportunity, but Xiao Chen's state of mind suddenly became peaceful, no longer impetuous. At this moment, his mood was serene and natural.
But, is it really so? Is the path of the Ancestral God, the path of nature, always right? He had doubts; perhaps it did not suit him...
Ahead, the calm, peaceful imprint of the two ancestral gods seemed to be slowly stamped into his heart, with two shadows of light slowly closing in.
In the late silence of the night, the figures of the Ancestral Gods projected into Xiao Chen's heart, allowing him to experience tranquility and nature.
At dawn, the sun's rays poured down. Xiao Chen opened his eyes. Several green leaves, blown from who knows where, lightly fell into the Stone Forest.
