"Time flows through the cosmos, years turn and replace one another, all things grow and wither, weaving the cycle and transformation of life. And the world's Reincarnation is the emblem of life's rise and fall, its evolution and metamorphosis; all things under Heaven are ceaselessly changing and transmuting."
In that instant, Cao Zhen even felt that, though he was but an insignificant fragment of this vast universe, at the same time he was also a star among the myriad existences in the cosmos.
He felt as though he had been linked to the universe itself, even vaguely sensing the trajectory he traced through time and space.
He perceived the position of the world he now dwelt in, where it was set within the cosmos.
He even faintly sensed, in a distant region, a blurred trace.
In a flash, his entire spirit trembled violently; that indistinct trace—surely it was the mark of his former existence, the footprint of the world he once inhabited!
