An Zizai was shaken by Gu An's words for a long time. After he came back to himself, he began to ponder his grandmaster's words in earnest.
Should he resurrect them?
He truly did not have the courage to say he could shelter others for an entire lifetime, much less when those old friends had been dead for many years. They had probably already reincarnated.
He remembered his master once saying that Reincarnation was natural, and that there were even many mighty beings who relied on reincarnating to cultivate.
Knowing that his old friends had entered Reincarnation, he already felt somewhat comforted.
He had originally thought those old friends would have their souls scattered and their spirits dispersed, with no hope of Reincarnation ever again.
He thought for a long time.
An Zizai looked at Gu An and replied, "I'll let nature take its course. I don't want to interfere in their lives anymore, but I will work hard at cultivating, avenge them, and complete the mission that belongs to me."
The brother closest to him had said before dying that perhaps he was the hope of bringing down the Big Dipper Sect, and that he would become a savior.
In those people's eyes, the Big Dipper Sect was the most powerful existence, covering the sky with one hand, and An Zizai had also felt the Big Dipper Sect's power. For now, he could not think of how to bring the Big Dipper Sect down either.
The mortal world was vast, and nearly all the places he had been were under the Big Dipper Sect's control. Even when he encountered cultivators of the Qiankun Sect, they were filled with fear toward the Big Dipper Sect.
Since childhood, An Zizai had been instilled with the belief that his grandmaster was the