After his speech, Ning Qi fell into contemplation.
He looked at the pit in front of him, showing a puzzled expression.
The Medicine Spirit flew around nearby, similarly showing a look of unease.
"What you said is indeed correct."
After a while, Ning Qi snapped back to reality and returned to the pit's edge: "However, if we just break through like this, wouldn't all this power be wasted?"
"True, but there's no choice. These people have been dead for an unknown amount of time."
"The fact that their power can be confined here is quite remarkable."
"Once it's broken, I feel their power will immediately disperse, returning to the world to become part of the Power of Laws."
The Medicine Spirit sighed, showing a deep understanding.
"If there were a way to claim all this power as my own."
"Then, surely my Golden Immortal strength could reach new heights."
