บท 1366: Arid Triad Disaster (1)

There was no need to speak about cultivators when even a normal mortal would find five years to not be long. It might not be over for them in the blink of an eye, but usually, they would not even know how many cycles of five years had passed without their knowledge.

The five years, no, since Su Ming had shown his might forty something years ago, it could be said that the fifty years were the quietest period of time that Harmonious Morus Alba had ever enjoyed over the countless one hundred year periods before the disasters of each epoch.

The slaughters of the past did not occur, and neither did the madness that appeared every single period of one hundred years before the disaster. Instead, everything was peaceful. Most of the powerful warriors from the previous epochs were silent. Some of them had even chosen to leave. After all, Su Ming's existence in that Expanse Cosmos brought a great terror to them, and they were traumatized.