That senior had resurrected his fallen friends and family countless times, but in the end, he buried them all again.
He had even lost that familial affection in his heart.
Back then, they thought that senior had gone mad. Now, it seemed that he had not gone mad at all. Rather, he had discovered an unacceptable truth, and only then had he become deranged.
And so began that senior's mad path of courting death.
He kept cycling between existence and nonexistence, eventually becoming the "Unique."
Would they, in the future, also wander constantly between existence and nonexistence like the Sick One, ultimately making the same choice as him?
That senior's illness had not come from an external force, but from within himself.
Would they also fall ill like the Sick One one day in the future?
The three of them looked as if they had been replicated according to the Sick One's appearance. That alone was enough to show the difference between them and the Sick One.
"Those who learn from me live; those who resemble me die."
They had encountered this principle ever since they embarked on the path of cultivation.
Their cultivation paths seemed different from the Sick One's.
But from the moment they reached Sacrifice Dao, no trace of the Dao remained.
All that was left was the True Self.
And since they looked so much like that senior, how could they claim to be utterly unique?
Li Zhi, on the other hand, had not evolved in the slightest toward that senior's appearance.
Even after sacrificing everything of himself, he had not entered that Primordial Land like they had.
Huang, Ye, Chu, and the Female Emperor had all returned to that Primordial Land after death.
But the others could not.
Perhaps it was because the others did