Zhi Ming's desire to live forever was not any weaker than those of humans. It had stayed in the Endless Ocean for a very, very long time, and it did not manage to find the answer. In the end, it chose to give up and float on the surface of the sea, becoming an island.
The white-clad cultivators looked at Lu Zhou in awe. They wondered if they begged him, would he tell them the way to live forever.
Bai Zhaoju and the Three Celestials shared the same thought.
The stronger the cultivator, the stronger their desire to live forever.
At this time, Zhi Ming opened its mouth and raised its head before it spat out a column of water. Out of the column of water, a ball of light flew out. The display was not as flashy when it gave Lu Zhou its blood essence
