Only after a while did neither the Flowing Light Bell in his mind nor the sky above show any sign of change.
Ha!
Liang Hui chuckled lightly, the rhyme of the Tao that had always stopped at the very last step suddenly dispersed.
Worthy of being me, do I not care?
Tai Yi, only me, only pure, only essence, is also the only one!
In his mind emerged countless thoughts, which were suppressed one after another in an instant.
The path he had to walk did not necessitate a choice at this moment.
Bowing his head, his eyes' light retracted, making it impossible for others to discern his true inner thoughts.
With a thought.
The surrounding environment began to blur and shatter until it disappeared completely.
When he looked back, he had already returned to the underwater space.
Putting away the Martial Tome in his hand, he picked up the Jade Scroll that represented the Primordial Spirit, but he did not immediately fall into dreams.
