"What was that era like?"
The old man gazed at the starry sky above and sank into endless memories...
"It was a golden age when myriad races vied for supremacy, prodigies roamed the world, and all kinds of arts flourished! The Time Emperor stood alone at the end of the river of time, holding an endless hourglass. The World-Cleansing Immortal King, clad in white as pure as snow, challenged several holy lands all by himself. And the peerlessly elegant Fairy Luoshen, though a woman, possessed power enough to shake heaven and earth..." At this, two beams of light suddenly flashed from the old man's eyes, as though they reflected a glimpse of that golden age.
"Then one day, the Heavenly Gate opened, and the path to immortality appeared! Just as those mighty figures were about to attain the realm of immortals, a terrible calamity descended without warning. That day, heaven and earth bled, and the emperors fell..."
As if overcome by sorrow, the old man fell silent. A moment later, he slowly rose and walked toward the hourglass behind him.
