The Old Ancestor Master, believed to have passed into meditation, reappears, some becoming Divine, others transforming their life forms into Immortals. Initially, people were greatly shocked, and felt both uplifted and excited.
However, upon hearing them sigh that time cuts down heroes and their lifespan is limited, as they prepare to face death gallantly in their last battle of this life, everyone felt a bit choked, as if a heavy stone pressed on their hearts.
Beauty fades, heroes reach their end, the human world is the most unwilling to let go, red faces leave the mirror and flowers part from the tree.
Moreover, some blood-soaked figures are crawling out from piles of bodies on the battlefield, supporting each other, staggering as they walk back, and such scenes particularly stir the heart and leave many feeling a suffocating sense of oppression.
