At this moment, Cao Zhen even forgot about cultivation, spending the whole day just watching this tiny floating creature.
However, as night fell, the glow of the floating creature gradually dimmed. It seemed no longer as vibrant, even giving off a sense of fragility.
As the night fully descended, the floating creature finally faded into silence.
Cao Zhen sighed deeply. This is life. For a person's entire life, even if not a cultivator, but just a mortal, a single day is not considered long.
But this was the entire life of that tiny floating life.
Life is so fragile and fleeting.
Yet those cultivators can live for tens of thousands of years, or even longer.
This is the impermanence of life.
"The passage of time and the fleeting nature of life... Actually, the path of immortal cultivation is just like this, as transient and fragile as the floating creature..."
