Inside the divine palace, Lin Hui surveyed the interior, which had shrunk by more than half.
He put away the letter and turned to the white deer.
"I have a question. The place you're hiding... is it possible..."
"It is..." The white deer gave a bitter smile. "But the strength requirements are extremely high. If we can go, naturally others can, too. But do you think that place is some paradise? If it were really so wonderful, why wouldn't we have gone there sooner?"
He sighed and paused.
"Going there is merely our way of avoiding the Calamity. But even we are powerless against decay and the end of our lives. The only reason we've survived this long is because our natural lifespans are exceptionally long. Nothing more. But the Restriction... it directly shortens the natural lifespan of every living being."
"In other words, you were able to live this long even with your lifespans shortened?" Lin Hui understood.
