Yun Lintian flinched slightly at the words, a minute tremor running through his spiritual form, but he did not look up. He remained silent, lost in the abyss of his sorrow.
Long Yi continued, his voice gaining a harder edge, not of anger, but of necessity. "Countless sacrifices have been made for you. The Creator herself, who laid this grand design and gave a fragment of her own soul for your sake."
"The God of Fate, who guarded the Profound Vein and guided your path from the shadows. Your parents, the Gods of Elements and Life, who gave you life and then gave their freedom and peace to protect you."
