The unwilling roars of All Saints before their fall, the tear-streaked, innocent faces of children among mortals... all flashed by in a fleeting glimpse.
"This is the destruction of a world..." he murmured, repeating, "This is the true destruction of a world."
Far more real and concrete than the destruction of a world he observed within the Cangqing Lineage.
The most heart-wrenching aspect of the destruction of a world is not the collapse of the Dao, nor the obliteration of the Dharma Realm, but the struggle for survival of All Spirits.
"Is this what Chao Ge wants me to see?"
Ji Jingqiu continued forward, his emotions settling into tranquility. He tugged at the lines of karma, hearing a crisp sound as if he tried to interfere with the scenes he saw.
But his attempts, like a sandcastle on the shore, were easily swept away by the waves, erasing all traces.
"The power of time... it's indeed one of the most terrifying Origin Daos in this world," Ji Jingqiu sighed softly.
