In his heart, there rose a trace of unwillingness and resentment. He was not willing to die just like that, not willing that his dreams had not been realized, not willing that he hadn't witnessed generation after generation of cultivators rising.
"No... I'm not willing!"
All of a sudden, Wu Xia opened his mouth and shouted loudly. His Divine Sense surged out of his body, spreading in all directions.
Wu Xia's Divine Sense instantly broke out of the Spiritual Sea and entered a strange space.
This space was filled with chaos, and Wu Xia's Divine Sense simply couldn't merge with it.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Wu Xia's Divine Sense finally sensed a familiar place.
A surge of excitement rose in Wu Xia's heart; he knew he had a chance to escape.
Wu Xia took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with anger and hatred.
"Is this all just an illusion created by the World Tree?"
"I will destroy you!"
