"Ghouls and monsters are no longer human. They have none of our thoughts or desires. To cultivate to the upper reaches, one must first uphold the self. Without the self, all efforts at cultivation become empty.
Many seniors, upon realizing they were about to become ghouls and monsters, would sever themselves of their own accord, giving themselves an ending they could choose. This path was also the destination of many Fighters.
But some among them were unwilling to accept it. They would bind themselves here at the mouth of this Rift, sheltering those who came after them and hoping to delay matters until circumstances changed, waiting for later generations to find a solution."
Feng He Shou said, "This too is a trial, an exceedingly long tempering. If one can preserve the 'true form's original intent,' one may be able to hold on for several dozen or even several hundred years. But if one cannot resist it, both body and mind will perish, leaving one unable to attain release, until one day they cast themselves into the world of ghouls and monsters.
This senior was unable to hold on and went to a place he should never have gone.
When we first entered the path, we advanced with fierce courage, surging forward without hesitation. But upon reaching its depths, we became as if treading on thin ice, holding awe in our hearts and unable to act recklessly."
He looked around the place. "This will also be the destined place of my end in the future. I have chosen the Aspect of Man, so I may be able to preserve myself longer than those seniors."
After saying this, he walked forward and soon disappeared into that expanse of bright light.
Chen Chuan glanced around, then likewise entered with his blade in hand.