Su Hao circulated the last trace of surplus spiritual power within him and slowly floated into the air, rising higher and higher as he flew toward space.
This spiritual power had only been converted during this period. There was not much of it, but it was enough to support his flight into space.
Without a word, Ashan and Feng Cheng immediately followed.
Ashan had a premonition, but no matter what happened, all he had to do was follow Boss Wei's footsteps closely! Was that not the meaning of his life? Feng Cheng, meanwhile, did not think much about it. He only knew that without Senior Brother, he would not even know what to do. He merely hoped that wherever they went, Senior Brother would not leave him behind.
The others had no idea what was going on. One after another, people began flying up after them, and before long, the sky was densely filled with cultivators.
Like a swarm of bees, they followed behind Su Hao.
After flying ten thousand meters into the sky, Su Hao slowed down and turned to look at the crowd.
A rare hint of a smile appeared on his face. "Classmates, allow me to call you that! We are certain to die; there is no return from this journey! Now, follow me! At the same time, think clearly about one thing: are you going to die, or are you going to be dead?"
Here it came again! Most people still stared blankly at Su Hao, unable to understand what he meant. Going to die and being dead—were they not the same? Yet some keenly sensed the subtle difference between them.
One was active, the other passive?
Su Hao took a deep breath and said no more. He formed a hand seal and cast the Breath