"Mountains and forests stand still beneath sparse celestial stars, waters continue east, amidst ruinous scars."
"Borrowing countless worldly dreams, seeking the enigmatic truths from the Ancestor Gods."
On the ancient turtle's back, the Daoist child pinched a spell with his fingertips, softly chanting before raising his head to gaze at the starry sky with a gentle smile:
"Xu Xiaoshou, I am helping you, do not act rashly."
The vast Qianshi Emperor Realm is like countless planes pieced together.
After the Daoist child's long chant, the distant starry sky dimmed, with streams flowing from beyond the realm, transforming into the river of time.
Wherever the river flows, it nourishes all things, the ruins await revival.
Every spatial plane within the Qianshi Emperor Realm seems to correspond to the bubbles of the river of time, drawing nutrients from it.
One could say, from its design inception, the Qianshi Emperor Realm was meant to verify the "Path" on the river of time.
