Amidst the shifting shadows, Zhou Bai discovered that the scene before him grew increasingly dim, as if forever enveloped in darkness.
In his heart, he mused: 'What is this memory scene about? Why can I still witness such records even after the 64 hexagrams were cast into the void?'
...
The dim scene emerged.
A million years later.
In a mountain valley, beneath layers of intertwining formations, a group of Immortals pinched their hands into Dao gestures. As the power of the Primordial Spirit surged within them, they emitted strange waves.
The land, grass, trees, and clouds all around began to distort, forming vortex after vortex.
Wisps of black smoke emerged, being channeled into a square seal.
The pattern on the square seal seemed to come alive, and the surrounding gravity suddenly shifted, with the light twisting alongside.
