When the time comes, grass will grow and then slowly turn into a mountain forest.

When the last person in the memory of the Golden Ancient Clan disappears, the Golden Ancient Clan will usher in its true death.

Such a powerful ancient golden clan would disappear in the long river of time, let alone myself and the little immortal cultivator.

Zheng Tuo was filled with emotions.

Fortunately.

Have clear goals for yourself.

As long as you can accomplish your goal, it doesn't matter if you disappear in the long river of time.

People, after all, live for a belief in their hearts.

Zheng Tuo felt that the strength of his soul had improved, becoming more condensed and sharper.

The state of mind just now may be the epiphany mentioned in the cultivation of immortality.

etc!

Zheng Tuo looked at the lush world in his eyes and suddenly became alert.
Chapter completed!