The people who were beheaded by the White Cloth Ghostly Shadow were taken to a place where the suffering exceeded the limits of human imagination.
It seemed to be a pain that life itself could not bear.
Lin Guang's cowardice had been beyond everyone's expectations, but they could understand him.
Those who had never experienced that kind of pain had no right to speak. Standing safely on the shore, they could not invoke any principle to condemn Lin Guang.
Lin Guang had changed, yet he had not changed. He was simply afraid.
Not to mention Outsider Personnel—even Official Members had limited psychological endurance.
If there were no limit, that would be an Absolute Trait.
The Blue White Society's convictions were not impossible to abandon. It still depended on whether the thorns ahead were sharp enough. Once someone was truly afraid, anyone would retreat.
Most thorns were not enough to make a member suffer so badly that they would let go. And when the despair that would make them regret joining the Society truly descended, they would have no chance to show it. No one knew whether, over all these years, those members who had seemingly sacrificed themselves and vanished were still despairing silently somewhere.
Lin Guang was an exception. If he had not been revived, who could have known how much he regretted choosing such a life while enduring pain that life could not bear in that haunted place? He had even regretted being born human.
He would rather have been slaughtered as a pig than endure another second of that torment.
Even being devoured by ten thousand insects would have been nothing by comparison. In training, that had only been an eight-hundred-point event.
"Seal all these heads away..."
After saying this, Master Gou found a seat and sat down