Beneath their feet flowed the gentle Flowing Gold River, and behind them was the Fangyuan Cicada licking a milk cap.
Sometimes, not harming others means not being able to survive.
"You haven't even opened the Gate of Truth," Weiser said. "You're the only Mage who hasn't released the Flowing Gold River."
"As long as we die, the Flowing Gold River will completely cease to flow, and you'll also have a chance to escape."
"Not even those Legendary Mages could seal their own Gates of Truth," Ash's voice was somewhat hoarse. "What makes me think I can avoid harm?"
"But you just haven't opened the Gate of Truth; I have seen it."
"Don't you doubt your own eyes? Every Mage has a Gate of Truth, and becoming a Divine Fire Seed triggers a Resonance with the Void Realm, making it impossible to close the Gate—"
"I cannot be wrong," Weiser stated. "I have always been watching you."
