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Even though he possessed a heart invincible, the road ahead was ultimately too far, too far away, so distant that he simply could not see it.
He sighed again.
In his heart, Shi Hao chuckled with a hint of bitterness.
At this moment, he hadn't even stepped into the position of Immortal King, considering these matters was indeed premature.
In the far distance, Green Mountain loomed, layer upon layer of heights, each peak towering over the last, much like his current mood.
As his thoughts settled, Shi Hao got up and descended the mountain.
He had done all that he could, but the path to longevity was incredibly difficult to defy the heavens, and he could only choose to silently mourn for that once small, now portly fellow.
After all, he was not a true god.
There were wishes to be made, but most things in the world are like this, hence, often one cannot get what one wishes for.
