Inside the great hall.
Someone chose to cultivate the "Supreme Great Sun Sword Scripture" without hesitation and began asking that statue-like creature questions, showing no doubt.
Life could not get any worse. Even if it was another path to death, it didn't matter—as long as it offered a different risk.
Someone hesitated.
Someone sighed softly, thought of their parents, spouse, and children, and left here sadly, willing to let the dream memory here fade away and accept death willingly.
...
Jiang Ding sat in the great hall of the Anyun Protectorate in reality, unconcerned with the choices of these Qi Practitioners.
Because, in front of him, there existed over ten thousand crystal spheres like dreams, and within each dream crystal sphere, there were ten thousand Qi talents, all experiencing similar events.
Just Qi talents, living beings that live for twenty years at a time, are they so few?
