Dao Lingkun said, "I've always felt that the world today is in the last days of cultivation."
Thousands of years, in terms of the birth and demise of a world, are far too brief, much like a grain of sand in the Blue Sea, and my life is but a moment.
If there is an end of cultivation, there must have once been a golden age.
What the golden age looked like, I do not know...
I often think, individuals like Palace Master Jing, with such extraordinary talent, if placed in the golden age of cultivation, their achievements would likely be far greater.
But alas... where are those great powers of the golden age now?"
He raised his hands slightly, looked up to the heavens, and lamented, "Looking up to the Milky Way, the radiant golden age, where is it now?"
Hearing his words, Jing Shifei's heart stirred, and a new thought suddenly emerged: might Song Cheng be a great power from that golden age?
