On the bus.
There were many people.
But the inside was exceedingly quiet.
Everyone maintained silence.
Clearly, they all understood that charging into the Other Domain was merely a desperate attempt at survival, turning certain death into a slim chance for life.
Even if they succeeded, out of these seventy-odd people, if ten or twenty were to survive, it would be considered quite the achievement. Who would dare to be certain of their own survival?
After a long while.
"Why not, let's have a chat, like why we became Desolate Beings, became cultivators... We're on this journey to live, not to die. Looking as if we're marching towards our death is just too inauspicious,"
Peter Li said, seeing the morale of the people drop again.
"Right, the atmosphere was too oppressive just now,"
