"If powerful occupational persons are like whales, then the Spirit Tide is the water... No fish can live without water unless it has evolved to a higher level, for instance...a Divine Spirit!"
Su Lu sat cross-legged, feeling the ever-present weakening energy, and couldn't help but feel fear from deep within.
"The professionals of the fifth and sixth levels cannot transcend the world, so once the Twilight of the Gods occurs, they can only seal themselves or be banished... in a desperate bid to survive."
"That's how it is for me right now! Once I enter a battle, the consumption of my source will be more terrifying..."
"Fortunately... I'm not the kind of fifth-level being who can't leave the world!"
"But leaving this world is, in fact, akin to 'self-exile'."
With a flicker of thought, Su Lu disappeared from the basement.
