"Without the nourishment of a blood sacrifice, forcibly maintaining that distorted form is already a miracle."
Da Lei's calm voice resonated, answering everyone's doubts, "For him to hold out until he completely transmitted the Invincible Technique and exhausted his last bit of Origin was already an obsession."
His tone carried an indescribable sense of sentiment.
A soul treated as a tool, twisted, sacrificed.
The final obsession was to completely pass on this Dharma Gate that brought endless suffering.
That's really... quite ironic.
Jiang Wei's figure was like a streak of fiery red, instantly sweeping across a kilometer.
Appearing not far in front of Fang Qingyu.
Da Lei followed closely behind.
Fang Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.
They were still those eyes containing a rotating galaxy.
But in the moment those eyes opened, whether Jiang Wei up close or Da Lei just behind, both clearly caught a trace of difference.
