The years of cultivation and moral radiance on Mingze would all be destroyed in an instant, and Jiang Tao might even be a gluttonous minor, possibly disappearing completely. As for the Observer, they probably wouldn't fare any better and might be imprisoned in the underworld for hundreds of years, enduring torment on Knife Mountain and Fire Sea!
"Cannot go, cannot go!" Ji Jing walked up to each person, attempting to stop them, but no one could hear her, and no one could see her.
How could this be? Ji Jing almost felt despair as she watched them set up the formation.
"Jing Jing," a clear voice suddenly echoed in Ji Jing's ear.
"No, can't go!" Ji Jing suddenly opened her eyes and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling. This decor... was it Mingze's house?
Ji Jing turned dazedly and saw Mingze sitting calmly at the edge of her bed.
