"The road to immortality."
Facing the puzzled gazes of three generations of Heavenly People.
King Wei smiled and said.
Ah?
Everyone looked at each other with confusion.
Aren't they, the Heavenly People, already immortal?
Every Heavenly Person present has gone through tens of thousands of years.
Although for most of the time, they were in slumber.
But they have bodies that do not age and do not die.
Consciousness that isn't gradually erased as time goes by.
Isn't that immortality?
"Is that all you want?"
By glancing at their faces, the King already understood what was in their hearts.
"Our race cannot continue."
"And we cannot enjoy freedom."
"Can our situation be considered immortal?"
"At best, we're just living transient lives."
He raised his eyebrows.
His gaze scanned over everyone's faces.
Those looked at by him unconsciously glanced away.
Except for Wing.
Only he raised his head and stared at the King.
And asked the doubts in his heart.
"King."
