"Your swordsmanship has already reached its bottleneck. Even if you spent another thousand years honing it in this illusion, it would be useless. From here on, you'll have to explore your own path of cultivation."
The blood-colored light in the Demoness's eyes gradually dimmed, and the illusion enveloping Lin Bai slowly dissipated without a trace.
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Bai clasped his hands and repeatedly thanked the Demoness.
The Demoness nodded, then sat atop the mountain and gazed blankly into the distance.
Lin Bai could not help feeling somewhat melancholy. After spending this time with the Demoness, he had discovered that she was not some utterly vicious and evil person.
Whether on the Barren Ancient Continent, in the Demon Realm, or in the Spirit Realm, the distinction between the righteous path and the demonic path was exceedingly vague.
Some became great figures who moved heaven and earth with a single thought, while others fell from the sunlight into an abyss ten thousand zhang deep with a single thought.
That was why the Buddhist sects of the Spirit Realm spoke of... attaining Buddhahood with a single thought.
Whether the righteous path or the demonic path, most such judgments came from the eyes of the world.
Of course, not every Demonic Path Cultivator was as calm as the Demoness. Many were truly vicious and evil.
"Rather than thanking me, you should think harder about how to leave this place."
"You're different from me. I have no way to leave."
"But you're different. You still have the qualifications to leave!"
The Demoness smiled gently, her gaze turning strange as she looked at Lin Bai.
Although she had repeatedly asked Lin Bai to stay and keep her company through her boredom, and his presence had also helped her recover her memories, she knew perfectly