Lu Shi’s brow furrowed, his expression full of uncertainty.0

River Emperor Winged Dragon sighed. “This is the River of Destiny. No matter how unbelievable it might seem, down here, nothing is truly all that strange.”0

Those eyes like twin abysses gazed into the distance. “There’s a saying that’s circulated throughout the River of Destiny since the Primordial Era: everyone is a prisoner of destiny!”0

River Emperor Winged Dragon pointed to the ground. “Rumor has it that this place is what remains of a Primordial Era River Ancestor’s heart. A River Ancestor is an existence mighty enough to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Heavenly Sovereigns of the Eternal Heavens Domain, but he still died here, didn’t he? So much time has passed that his bones have been reduced to the foundation of a city. How tragic is that?”0

Lu Shi subtly inclined his head. “Knowing your destiny, yet refusing to accept it is the fundamental meaning of cultivation. All Eternals strive to comprehend Destiny—and to oppose it. Their ultimate goal is to transcend it completely.”0

Here, he seemed to lose interest. His figure blurred as...0