Jiang Ding looked at the scroll in front of him, so close within reach, yet hesitated and dared not reach out his hand for a long time.
Immortal Technique, it contaminates!
It's not about what it wants to do or how malicious it is towards people; it is simply there, plain and simple, unconcerned with anything, existing throughout the ages.
But it is too complex, too terrifying; mortals cannot comprehend it, much like the ancient apes attempting to forcefully understand modern technology—common sense clashes, inevitably leading to madness.
The brain cannot accept this information, and coupled with the genuine power possessed by Immortal Technique, mortals would experience terrible distortions and deformations.
After pondering for a long time,
he notified his main body to be ready to flee at any moment, to return to the Xianmen Sect and seek the protection of the Central Array Spirit Computer.
No, that wasn't safe enough.
