With the passage of time and the erosion of dark energy, almost all the essence of strange substances has disappeared, leaving no trace of the original appearance.
No matter how magnificent the buildings, how prosperous the cities, how splendid the civilizations, they vanish too quickly once life fades away.
Wang Xuan felt deeply regretful that he could not witness the original grandeur of this colossal city, now reduced even to remnants.
Aside from the magnificent city walls and this palace, there was almost nothing to see; he could only savor the former magnificence through these sights.
The palace of the Divine Being was relatively well-preserved, but all spiritual and divine items had become scrap, unable to be reused.
Yet, a Divine Being is ultimately a Divine Being, their corpse stretches across the starry sky, their body as large as a planet, so it's impossible that nothing has been preserved.
