When the sun no longer rises.
When the sun no longer rises and the moon sets, it is like a massive blow to those who expect dawn during the winter night.
Though the winter sun has long been dim and dull.
Yet, the warmth and sense of security the sun brings are irreplaceable, and even just a bit of daylight can grow sparse crops.
But now, it's gone.
"Oh heavens..."
"Is this truly the way to end us?"
"What exactly have we done wrong?"
Even the cultivators with some cultivation found themselves in indescribable suffering.
Ordinary people without cultivation descended into pure chaos.
If there was an end to suffering, it could still be endured.
But the boundless darkness seems to bring only endless suffering.
Chaos naturally emerged – cultivators were the first to fall into disorder, as the cultivation path of this world leaned towards the Demon Path.
Without the sun hanging high in the heavenly dome.
