The Illusion Heart Mist enveloping Lin Yue had grown much denser, clearly because his Dao Heart's resistance to the mist was weakening.
If things continued like this, after walking another hundred or so zhang, he would likely reach his limit.
Lin Yue pulled the Empress down to squat with him, silently gazing at the markings of time and weather etched on the green rock.
Upon it were the Great Yu characters for 'Xing' and 'Shou.'
These were etched by the Ninth Princess with Taiyin True Water, and despite sixteen hundred years having passed, the characters persisted, though slightly blurred.
Lin Yue felt an inexplicable sense of awe.
To see scenes from memory with his own eyes and have the person who held his hand back then still by his side made him grasp the meaning of cultivation and longevity.
The Empress also felt a tinge of melancholy, reflecting on how time changes, and everything is different, though still the same.
