In the days of constant Cultivation, time flew by. In what felt like the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. For this world, time is the most meaningless of measures. Any member of the Demon Race would forget its passage in their endless Cultivation.
No one would deliberately track the flow of time. It seemed only the Demons had their own methods for recording it. Oh, and it was said that the bearers of Chaos Bloodlines deep within the Primitive Ancient Forest also kept track of time. But for the rest of the Demon Race, recording time was completely meaningless.
Take, for instance, the members of the Demon Race who had not yet attained Spiritual Awakening. They couldn't perceive the flow of time at all. All they saw was the so-called rising of the sun and setting of the moon, over and over again, until years had passed.
