"OK."
The two of them took to the air.
They flew swiftly through the dazzling light into the secret realm.
Strolling amidst the colorful lights.
Wu Yiyi suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Hey, look! What a beautiful elf!"
Zhang Yuhe looked in the direction she pointed.
Within a beam of purple light, an elegant, tiny creature came into view.
Like an elf, she danced gracefully in the light.
Seeing this situation.
Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but be surprised.
Although he had some knowledge of the Time Realm from early texts.
I know that various tiny spirits of light live in this secret realm.
However, when he saw it with his own eyes...
I still can't help but be amazed.
The radiant light was like a long river.
Those tiny sprites, however, are only the size of a thumb.
A beam of light is their world.
They are born bathed in light, grow freely in the light, and then age quickly.
Until it finally disappeared from the world.
Zhang Yuhe stared at one of the elves, observing it carefully.
Not long after.
It was as if he had witnessed the entire life of that elf.
From birth to death, it seems that an elf's life is only a moment away.
Life is so short, yet so colorful.
"The wonders of nature are truly fascinating."
Seeing this situation.
Zhang Yuhe muttered to himself silently.
Time flies.
In his view.
That was just a fleeting moment.
But for those elves who live in the world of light...
Those were their remarkable lives.
Zhang Yuhe led Wu Yiyi as they slowly strolled through the light.
Whenever they encountered a world of light, they would stop and gaze upon it.
Looking at that magnificent, colorful world.
Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The creatures in the world of light are very weak in his eyes.
Life is short and can only be confined to a world of light.
And what about these monks?
Cultivators who fight against the heavens and comprehend the Dao seem to be omnipotent.
However, this applies outside the world of monks.
Is there an even higher world?
In the eyes of the people in that world.
Are they like those elves?
Life is so fragile and fleeting.
The so-called immortals and gods are immortal.
But how many people can truly live forever?
Zhang Yuhe had seen it in classical texts.
Even those seemingly invincible supreme beings have a history of falling from grace.
A monk's long and exciting life.
In the eyes of outsiders, does it only exist for a fleeting moment?
Zhang Yuhe strolled through the colorful world of light, lost in thought.
The Great Way has no end; where is its end?
Is there really an end to it?
If so.
What kind of scenery awaits at the end of that avenue?
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