This was an incredibly desolate scene, Lv Bai could not see anything familiar.

The few broken buildings he found had also become unrecognizable from the corrosion of time.

In this state of deduction, Lv Bai’s Divine Sense had grown increasingly dull, unable to capture concrete information, only vaguely perceiving the rise and fall of perhaps a river of time.

Uncertain of how long it had been, perhaps there was a time limit to the Great Derivation Immortal Technique, Lv Bai suddenly detached from the state of deduction.

He was seated on the Inquiry Stone, the entire person unconsciously exuding a sense of heavy, ancient desolation.

Raising his head to look at the sun overhead, he accurately judged that from the start to the end of his deduction, less than a stick of incense’s time had actually passed.

"How far into the future did I actually see?"

Lv Bai was startled, muttering to himself.

Fortunately, he did not generate any negative emotions; otherwise, just this one ordeal would suffice for severe depression.

He took a deep breath, plundered all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in a radius of dozens of miles, swiftly replenishing the Mana consumed during his deduction.

"Let’s try again."

Adjusting his mood, Lv Bai started deducing once more.

This time, with experience, he didn’t lapse into confusion like last time, quickly regaining clarity.

And he traced back through the river of time, through the past.

"The Spiritual Energy between Heaven and Earth has disappeared?" Lv Bai saw with his own eyes the depletion of Spiritual Energy in this Cultivation World, so thin that it couldn’t even sustain Foundation Establishment.

Continuing forward, from an uncertain time.

Reaching two hundred thousand years later...

One hundred thousand years later...

The further forward he went, the more absurd the Mana consumption became; if not for Lv Bai’s vast Mana, supporting his advancement was only barely feasible, though he gradually felt the difficulty.

Fortunately, he ultimately saw what he wanted to see.

Lv Bai understood in his heart, finally knowing what happened.

The initial development was not much different from his speculation.

Upon leaving this Cultivation World, the laws deeply ingrained in people’s hearts were rendered effectively invalid on the spot.

Indeed, some cultivators believed in Lv Bai’s actions, choosing to hold fast, but unfortunately, the disparity in numbers was a bit too large, the spark could not consume the ocean.

"Demonic Cultivators" emerged like bamboo shoots after a rain, quickly massacring the mortals within cities.

The so-called equality for all turned into a joke, perhaps due to psychological overcompensation, many cultivators excessively rode atop mortals.

After a three hundred-year blank period, new generations of mortals had long forgotten Lv Bai, the Celestial Venerable who once fought for their interests, using all their effort just to survive.

The subsequent development was entirely unexpected for Lv Bai.

Equality yielded no results, but scientific thought took root and sprouted in this Cultivation World.

Some cultivators with less excellent aptitude began pursuing the power of science.

Using the Supernatural Power they inherently possessed, they conducted mad experiments and destructions upon the world, eventually creating artificial Spirit Roots and Genetic Potions.

Under the control of various Immortal Sects, it could be said that a distinctive Cultivation capitalism was formed.

Destroying mountains and terrain, ultimately turning the world into a mess.

Perhaps because the world’s will began self-protection, or perhaps due to excessive destruction of nature.

In any case, from one day onwards, Spirit Veins across the world gradually dried up, and cultivators quickly descended into madness.

Efforts like arranging Spirit Gathering Arrays still could not curb the loss of Spiritual Qi, Mana diminished with each use, with no replenishment, even cultivation would regress.

Realizing they were powerless to reverse the tide, the cultivators went completely mad, in various heinous massacres, destroying themselves and their homes, leaving only ruins speaking of former glory.

Lv Bai voluntarily exited the deduction, sighing lightly.

Is change meaningless?

Thinking this way is not entirely appropriate, as long as the change is positive, there is ultimately something worth affirming.

One could even use the idea that history spirals upwards to comfort oneself.

He understood very well, the term perfect was unsuitable when applied to social systems, because no perfect system exists; it’s more about the Dao changing with time.

The issue lies in, when time spans tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years on such an exaggerated scale, there’s no way to determine whether what you’ve done is good or bad.

Saying it’s merely a large-scale social experiment, yet when looking at these people’s joyful Smiling Faces and reverent eyes, it’s truly hard to treat them purely as a string of numbers.

"What exactly should be done?"

Lv Bai asked himself in his heart.

"Elder Lü, was it this trip down the mountain that you saw some unsatisfactory things?"

Fairy Yuxia noticed Lv Bai’s expression was somewhat worried.

As an Elder of the Cyan Hope Sect, she had watched Lv Bai embark on the path of cultivation, naturally not fearing Lv Bai as much as other high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect.

Seeing Lv Bai acting somewhat unusually, she hesitated for a moment before deciding to inquire.

"I wouldn’t say satisfied or not, just thinking about some things." Lv Bai collected his expression, returning to his usual amiable smile.

"Thinking about the implementation of laws?"

"Sort of."

"From my understanding, hasn’t everything been quite smooth?"

Fairy Yuxia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and then took out a Magical Treasure Longsword and handed it to Lv Bai, comforting him in a peculiar way.

"Although I don’t know what’s troubling you, if you encounter something you can’t figure out, why not go down the mountain and kill a few Demonic Cultivators? Maybe your mood will improve. When I’m vexed, this is often what I do."

At this, Lv Bai’s eyelids instinctively twitched.

Wanting to joke about how her way of relaxing seems a bit too hard on Demonic Cultivators.

Ultimately, he resisted the urge to joke, instead saying, "Yes, I am indeed a bit dejected, thank you for the comfort, I will try it."

Lv Bai reached out to take the Magical Treasure Longsword, his figure vanishing from the Inquiry Stone instantly.

Incidentally, he wasn’t really bored enough to look for some Demonic Cultivators to kill.

Rather, he decided to check on the living Death Fighters.

Truth be told, the progress of this Death Fighter Duel was definitely too slow.

Months had passed, and even the second round of Ability Pool hadn’t opened yet.

In previous rounds of Death Fighter Duels, when he acted decisively, things would have ended long ago.

Of course, as they say, sharpening the knife doesn’t delay the woodcutting.

After his cultivation reached the Mahayana Stage, whenever he wants to find something, a sweep with Mahayana Level Divine Sense would leave the Death Fighters nowhere to hide before him.

After all, those Death Fighters wouldn’t hide in odd corners; they’d generally seek opportunities to join an Immortal Sect, making them relatively easy for Lv Bai to find.

Thus, combing through city after city, in less than half a day, Lv Bai found over fifty Death Fighters.