Is death a form of escape?
Shi Ji nodded, feeling that in a sense, it was.
Death happened in an instant. You closed your eyes, destroyed yourself, collapsed, and never had to worry about anything again. Living, on the other hand, meant enduring all manner of things.
But how much despair must a Weak Tenth-Order Dao Attainer have felt to choose such an escape? "It seems what our clan encountered back then was even more terrifying than we imagined! Even one of our Weak Tenth-Orders committed suicide. That was a Perfect Dao Foundation, an existence already setting foot upon the ultimate path!"
Shi Ji took a deep breath. "Such an existence could be said to have limitless prospects, with nothing but brightness ahead! She had clearly endured an unimaginable, arduous journey, running a marathon along this great Dao, yet before reaching the finish line, she chose to give up, to fall, and become one of the skeletons upon the Dao's ground."
It was truly impossible to imagine what could have happened. Like Lius, she had been born with the same doubts, yet the more she thought of it, the firmer her gaze became. The burden she carried was unimaginable, so she had to work even harder.
"Was the enemy that destroyed the Cosmos Garden back then a Tenth-Order?" Medusa asked bluntly, wanting to know who the enemy truly was.
Xu Zhi smiled, pondered for a moment, then said, "For now, it is better not to know. Focus seriously on cultivation first. That is still far too distant."
Medusa did not press further, but she silently pondered within her heart.
Seeing everyone's tense expressions, Rennimansga suddenly smiled. "Do not be so nervous. In your opinion, how do our dimension and strength compare to those other Weak Ninth-Order civilizations?"
Before Medusa could