At an enormous grand building all five cultivators from earlier are calming sitted in a round table with few other who had advance in age, the atmosphere is a bit tense as no one was saying a word but starring at each other weirdly, this continue for awhile till the one at the head sir of the table decided to break the silence
"You still have changed your mind yet about this"
"Patriarch, we've made up our mind, we aren't going back on it"
"Even when you know the chances of survival is minimum and there is a possible death sentence if you take this route"
"Patriarch, we have weigh our choices, its best we die trying than not trying at all" the one named Daniel affirmed their resolution
