A grain of dust is just a grain of dust.
Flying in the void, landing on the ground, swayed by the wind, and so forth, just as it should be.
The supreme Dao of form and intent, Dao Sheng Yi's supreme Dao, all has derived into a perfect state.
Zhou Yan gave up everything, immersing himself in this piece of land, and only then did he sense and experience the vastness and profundity of it.
Uncontrollably, his heart was filled with tears.
All things have a spirit; this is an undeniable artistic conception and atmosphere. This land nurtures all beings, exuding a maternal divine radiance, imbued with the ancient ancestral land aura, flowing ceaselessly.
The true ancestral land, the true path of ancestor worship, is not actually in the Thirty-Three Heavens, but right beneath one's feet.
Respect and awe for the land beneath one's feet, with the spirit paying homage to this piece of land, is ancestor worship.
