The black stone wall changed.
Vaguely, an indistinct and blurred shadow was imprinted.
It seemed to turn back, gazing at the ten Great Mysterious Ancestors.
Or as if looking back at the immortal path it had walked.
Profound to the extreme,
the vast starry sky, the endless universe, the endless passage of time...
From the birth of the heavens and the earth to the passing of grand ages, to the flicker of mortal dynasties...
Such a long passage of time, all contained within those eyes.
Even though it was already blurred to the extreme, the indescribable sense of timelessness still enveloped them.
Even the ten figures bowing before the altar could feel the age revealed by this timelessness.
The ten Great Mysterious Ancestors all displayed wild joy on their faces, their attitudes even more pious.
How many years has it been?
