Gu Tianqing was very happy.
Sheng Chunrou followed closely behind Gu Tianqing, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at him.
Gu Tianqing smiled, "Everyone will face death, only death can make life complete."
"I also wish to die once."
"There will be a chance. So, my life becomes complete because of it, doesn't it?"
Gu Tianqing smiled, but deep within his smile, there was a trace of helplessness that Sheng Chunrou could not understand, as he stepped into the pitch-black light column.
The light column disappeared.
Gu Tianqing was clad in pure black armor, with a layer of gray mist swirling around him. From within his faceplate came a strange laugh from Gu Tianqing: "Hohoho—it's starting." If Yi Lin were here at this moment, he would notice that the man inside the armor was both Gu Tianqing and yet not Gu Tianqing. Because Gu Tianqing would never laugh so arrogantly.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes.
Something seemed a bit off with the process.
