Time flows like silk, the years falter and fade.
The waves of heaven easily dissipate, fleeting moments are hard to seize.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed in an instant.
For the entire North Sea Cultivation World, five years are but a moment—a flicker of time where the vast ocean remains unchanged, the fields show no signs of transformation.
The so-called war between good and evil seems more like an eternal backdrop, continuing to rage fervently.
But for lower-order cultivators, five years ushers in countless changes.
Be it a small shift in one's realm, a life-altering decision, or even the birth of a new life.
Within Longyuan Immortal City.
A man with weathered eyes was haggling endlessly over a business deal.
"Why has the price for this batch of Copper Essence changed? It's a full twenty percent higher!"
"Daoist Zhang, let me inform you—Mount Shouyang has fallen."
"You mean the Mount Shouyang, once deemed the richest in copper ore across the North Sea?"
