Li Qiye stared at the sky above while reminiscing. People continued to depart one after another. This was a feeling only those at the apex could understand.

Because of this, many emperors rarely asked about the mundane realm after entering seclusion. They stopped caring about their descendants; this was one way of severing their ties with worldly constraints.

No matter who they might be, after spending too much time and seeing people leave them one by one, their dao heart would eventually be affected. Time was truly cruel.

Being overly involved in these matters would turn people crazy. They would either become a saint or a devil, no longer an ordinary being.

Generations went by and Li Qiye had to see...