Can your Heart Spirit endure ten thousand years of solitude?
The vast and mighty voice spread outward like ripples in all directions.
Chen Yi, still immersed in the process of explaining the scriptures, couldn't help but be jolted awake from his previous state of practicing the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique," looking towards the Daoist referred to by other cultivators as the "Venerable."
He didn't understand why he suddenly asked such a question?
"Can your Heart Spirit endure ten thousand years of solitude?"
The Daoist repeated the question again, and although his expression was unclear, everyone seemed to feel his seriousness.
Nearly ten thousand cultivators were earnestly considering his question.
Even Chen Yi couldn't help but ponder over this question.
Could he endure ten thousand years of solitude?
The answer is... he could!
