The two sentences stabbed into Li Yao's heart like sharp, icy daggers.
Li Yao felt that his head was dizzy while his mind drifted to an unknown corner in the universe where two broken, rusted starships had floated a hundred years ago along with Bai Xinghe's narration.
Glancing at him coldly, Bai Xinghe said, "The Flying Star Sector is a large place. Natural disasters such like cosmic storms happen on a daily basis in space. There are too many people that are lacking resources because of natural disasters every day. I believe that my parents couldn't have been the only victims of such tragedies. There are bound to be more people that are trapped in the 'dark forest' like the Fire Stealers years ago or my parents!
"When a Cultivator abandons their belief because there are no options, it is unlikely that they can return to the normal society.
"Even if they hide everything in their daily life, they would be scared and living in fear until they die.
