If there were no Myriad Blood Pearl, could I have made it to today?
Without the Myriad Blood Pearl, would I still be considered the greatest hero in history?
Without the Myriad Blood Pearl, would I still be the best in the world?
...
Perhaps in some silent, starry late night, in the deepest corner of the soul, these questions once spread like vines to Li Fei's heart and spirit.
But he never paid much attention to them.
Because he always regarded the Myriad Blood Pearl as a part of himself.
Just as luck is also part of strength, Li Fei has always considered the Myriad Blood Pearl as his own part.
In any case, all things are me.
Until now, when he needs it most, the Myriad Blood Pearl is 'separated'!
The questions once buried deep, intentionally ignored, are now no longer vague doubts, but transformed into the coldest, most naked blades, fiercely slashing in front of him:
Without the Myriad Blood Pearl, can you still make it?
