Most of my time would be spent in slumber, only to awaken to a world utterly transformed. During that sleep, what's the difference from death? Without any concept of time, perhaps the people I'd see upon waking would be completely different from the ones I saw last time. No friends, no lovers... how lonely would that be? Does such an existence even have meaning? Not to mention being fixed in one place, I'd essentially be a sitting duck. Once a powerful enemy locked onto my location and started destroying the surrounding space, I wouldn't even have the ability to escape. Unreliable! Extremely unreliable!
"Tell me about the third path," Lin Tang said with a look of sympathy.
The Mysterious Lady found his pity repulsive, but she had no choice but to continue. She spoke, her expression blank. "The third path is that of the Godly Immortals. It is a mad path, created under the influence of the Ancient Gods of the cosmos.
