Li Hao felt as if he had turned into an ant, to be crushed at will.
It was as if a shadow of death enveloped him, the vast pressure of the will almost crushing his Divine Soul, causing Li Hao to feel breathless.
He had a feeling that if he did not compromise, he would be obliterated in both form and spirit, years of cultivation turning into nothing!
However, if he compromised, then wouldn't years of cultivation also be in vain?
If I am not myself, shackled by destiny, then who am I?
"This Heavenly Heart, I will not prove it!!"
Li Hao looked up, gazing at the sky, feeling the thunderous rumbling as if it was the anger of the Heavenly Dao, he cried out to the heavens.
Heavenly Heart as my heart, and my heart as Heavenly Heart, are two different things, reversing the sequence changes the meaning.
