He clenched his fists, the rage in his chest rising layer by layer. He gritted his teeth and said, "Since this formation was forged by a divine body, do you still want Master to perform the formation?"
Nian turned his head away and didn't say anything for a while.
Silence spread, and the atmosphere between the two was unclear, but it could be described as tense.
Finally, Nian Yi sighed, "Back then, it wasn't like we didn't have a choice. If the righteous path could produce someone who could ascend, that person could have searched for other worlds."
"But Lingxiao disagrees. First of all, we only have a few hundred years, and apart from me, there's no one capable of ascending. Furthermore, even if we ascend, whether we can find a new world, and how to get there... these are all uncertain."
"I made a bet with him that if I had a chance of ascending, he would postpone the formation sacrifice, but now..."
Now that the path has been cut off, there is no room for change.
Jing Yuan almost used up all his strength to maintain his shaky sanity. He almost laughed out of anger: "The formation is about to be destroyed. Even if the master casts the formation, how many years can you survive?"
When the time comes, spiritual energy will no longer exist, and yin and yang will be reversed. The first to die will be the cultivators who rely on spiritual energy, followed by mortals, and finally those demonic cultivators.
Sacrifice array?
Other people can be reincarnated after death, but if it is a sacrifice, then it means giving up all the flesh and blood, pulling out the bones, and then grinding away the soul again...
That is the real thing, eternal damnation!
He was going to die anyway, so why let his master suffer this calamity for nothing?!
Why?!
Was he going to use his master's flesh and blood to support himself for a limited time, so that those hideous people could live freely?!
Even though he knew Jing Yuan was eager to protect his master, the word "survive" was too insulting to a Jindan cultivator, and even Nian Yi frowned.
But by then Jing Yuan had calmed down and said with a bow, "My disciple made a mistake."
Never mind, he was doing it for Xiaoqing's own good.
Having asked everything he wanted to know, Jing Yuan said goodbye and walked away. When he turned around, he heard Nian Yi's voice behind him.
"Boy, Xiaoqing is the softest of hearts. If you really like her, just be brave and pursue her."
Jing Yuan had difficulty walking, so he cast a barrier without saying a word.
Nian Yi leaned against the tree, looked at the glittering glass bead again, and closed his eyes to the moon.
She doesn't have much time left, and if she can see Qing'er achieve success, she will feel relieved.
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