In the vast expanse of dimensional spaces and realms, everything operated under the lofty will of the supreme rules of the Great Path.
Countless timelines extended within the constraints permitted by these supreme rules.
Even the birth of temporal life and the tests in the world of time cycles depended on the will of the supreme rules.
Hence, many powerful legendary lords jokingly called it—
"If the supreme rules had a concrete thought, rather than just instinctively maintaining the endless operation of dimensions, they would be the only perfect temporal life of the fourteenth level."
"Indeed, while the legendary lords appear strong and mysterious, in reality, they are quite pitiful."
The Lord of Purple Light chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Reaching the level of a legendary lord often meant that there was nowhere to go but to seek the three paths of transcendence, which seemed almost impossible.
Even a powerful lord like the Lord of Ten Thousand Dimensions eventually perished.
Throughout the long, ancient past, many legendary lords had fallen, far more than just the Lord of Ten Thousand Dimensions, who had once opened the multiverse before his complete demise.
Many legendary lords fell quietly, not leaving a trace behind.
Lin Yuan nodded.
The stronger one became, the more insignificant one felt.
"Infinite Tribulations."