["Dachun! Go on—become a Great Dao Immortal Artifact, and make those who once looked down on you gaze up at you!"]
[You encouraged Dachun.]
[You had thought it through. There was nothing to feel reluctant about.]
[If he could truly become a Great Dao Immortal Artifact, wouldn't that be better than being a lowly man in troubled times?]
[Just think of how wretched Dachun had been when he wandered with Shen Jia in the second simulation.]
["Aah!!"]
[Dachun's chubby face scrunched up with effort, making him look remarkably like Fat Buu.]
[Dachun stretched his hand toward the red sealing light with all his strength.]
[It passed straight through!]
["Heavens, just as I thought!"]
[You knew it. The hint you had received when you touched the Nine Provinces Cauldron in the last simulation had to mean something!]
["Whoosh..."]
[You felt an unnamed gust of wind blow fiercely up from underground.]
["Dachun, watch out!"]
[You were a Martial Artist, your stance as steady as a rooted tree, but Dachun was not. He was blown away on the spot.]
[You hurriedly shook the Myriad Souls Banner, shielding Dachun as you rushed toward the earth's crust with him.]
[But the commotion underground was simply too great. You and Dachun were still blasted out of the ground by an immense force.]
[You activated your Golden Body state, released your Blood Qi, and clutched Dachun tightly, letting your bodies be battered across the mountains and earth until the impact finally dissipated and you came to a complete stop.]
["Dachun, are you all right?"]
[Dachun still had his roasted chicken drumstick clenched in his hand. He took a bite before answering.]
["I'm fine!"]
[The ground was shaking.]
[Where you had dug, dust flew everywhere as underground rock and soil collapsed and shot into the sky.]
[The ground