Countless glorious pasts, one flourishing era after another, ages of life, all emerge from the depths of time and space, overlapping and intertwining.
In those bygone times and eras, there are so many figures of supreme power, countless glorious legacies... but all have passed away.
Older than the eras of the Immortal Path, Saint Path, and others.
"Beyond the dam... is it the graveyard of civilization and life?!"
The Divine Jumper couldn't help but mutter.
At this moment, everyone's hearts tremble.
The vast universe, eternal time-space, upstream of the river of time, witnessed too many epochs of life.
Life emerges again and again, only to be obliterated each time, like mayflies amidst ocean waves, life and death beyond one's control.
The civilization belonging to The Quiet One, Immortal Path, Saint Path, etc... which thriving epoch of life is it? No one knows.
And those buried and bygone civilizations and times were originally interred behind the dam.
