A step forward was a demon's den, a step back was hell itself.
'Since they were both traps, he might as well take things as they came. At least this trap seemed more lucrative.'
Only by staying alive would he have a chance to go home.
These were Lu Ping's true thoughts.
But to Su Ling'er's ears, these words took on a completely different meaning.
'So... he still can't bear to part with this demonic sect's so-called "immortal destiny," can he?'
The last shred of hope in her heart was extinguished, leaving only gray defeat and disappointment.
She had thought that someone who could reach the eightieth step, someone who could face their own Heart Demon head-on, would at least be able to see the truth of the matter and choose to walk away.
But in the end, he was just another poor soul blinded by power.
'So be it...'
'A person with such a resolute Dao heart... if he could be put to use by Senior Brother, perhaps... he could serve a greater purpose in this den of demons.'
