The past can be changed, and the future is not set in stone. Set sail, young one.
The immortals, gods, and Buddhas of the Xuanhuang Realm were defeated, but a glimmer of hope remained.
They saw the kindling rekindling in the future, on a certain deep-blue planet.
Even if history were altered and people's understanding corrupted, the people of that deep-blue planet would one day tear through the fog and face the darkness.
"My dear elders, did you know that the fool you believed me to be never existed? I was born noble, and my soul surpassed even the immortals from the moment I came into this world."
"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well, daring to pass judgment on the moon in the sky."
Amid the heavy snowfall, the young man spoke to the crowd with contempt.
