Chi Sect's gaze was deep and dark, his eyes fixed intently on that towering Blood God Statue, a hint of obscurity flashed by. Then, he locked his gaze on the blood-red figure sitting cross-legged, an incredibly heavy aura exuded from him.
Chi Sect planned to escape like a cicada shedding its shell, using the identity of Candle Sect to walk the earth once again. However, he needed to retrieve part of the power from his Grandmaster shell, as well as the most crucial Grandmaster's Will. At this moment, Chi Sect was merely a small portion of the Grandmaster's Will, most of it was still sealed in the shell.
Even though he was a Grandmaster Level figure, separated from his original body, that small portion of Grandmaster's Will could not sustain itself or regenerate. It was like water without a source, depleting with every use. If this continued, within five years, he would completely dissipate and collapse.
"I must make all my Grandmaster's Will escape the shell!"
