Now, after knowing Qìng's situation, Jiang Xiaobai sighed deeply in his heart.
Unexpectedly, all of this guy's strength was forced out by the Way of Heaven.
Looking at it this way, is the Way of Heaven not a good person?
However, Jiang Xiaobai knows that the autonomous consciousness of the Way of Heaven is just like the will born in the boundary space, and the first element is survival.
To survive, it can do anything.
This is understandable; there's nothing to dwell on. However, with such an ordeal falling on Qìng, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of empathy.
After all, throughout his journey, there were also inexplicable forces pushing everything forward from behind.
"So what is the last trade you need to make now?" Jiang Xiaobai thought for a moment, but still asked.
"Very simple, the Way of Heaven promised me that if I share this source of power with you, and you devour it, my lineage can obtain the opportunity to survive under the Way of Heaven."
