ought, they come at your fingertips.One can vaguely discern a faint pattern in the unseen.Why are those powerful figures above the level of "Jun Di" able to peer into fate, explore the river of time,... unexpectedly a surging, erupting sea of endless magma.A voice, old and creaking, uttered slowly."How many years have passed, my Mount Sun God, that I would fall to such a state."As that sound echoed...