Lu Yu now knew that the scenes depicted on the stone walls on both sides of the temple were of the Great Minister of Fate slaying the Dragon Clan.
Yet, even such a formidable Divine Spirit eventually had to fade away, with the likes of Eastern Emperor Taiyi and all the Heavenly Gods ultimately becoming mere footnotes to the Ancestral Master's transcendence.
Thinking of this, Lu Yu couldn't help but become lost in thought – one had to be incredibly powerful to bring an end to the era of gods.
"Does it feel overwhelming?"
"Yes, when I think about how such powerful Divine Spirits could eventually fall to ruin, it's somewhat unbelievable." Lu Yu answered truthfully.
"You weren't born in the same era as the Ancestral Master, and didn't witness his invincible elegance, so naturally it feels a bit hard to believe. When I saw him for the first time, I knew the era of the gods was coming to an end."