The Dharma Altar Gu Huaixin had arranged had hovered outside the End of the World Terrace for five days.
Though Jiang Wang had said he would outlast Ji Shaoqing, until there was no chance of bringing him back to life.
Gu Huaixin naturally couldn't give up.
The wishful thinking of a mere Inner Palace cultivator!
In his view, Jiang Wang didn't understand what death was. He couldn't grasp the meaning of life and death, much less the process of reincarnation.
Reincarnation wasn't some beautiful legend...
How could an Inner Palace cultivator understand the methods needed to save the dead and call back their souls?
It was nothing more than paying greater resources and a higher price.
Emotionally speaking, Ji Shaoqing was his direct disciple. He had personally trained him into a talent, and they shared a deep bond.
From a practical standpoint, Heaven Gate Supernatural Power was something one could only encounter by chance. As its possessor, Ji Shaoqing naturally had irreplaceable value.
And so, despite being a True Person of lofty status, Gu Huaixin had waited here alongside these juniors for a full five days.
Of course, that was nothing.
Hadn't they seen the representatives of the two True Lords' wills, still suspended high in the sky?
At last, it was about to end...
Even a Current Era True Lord like Gu Huaixin, who had weathered countless vicissitudes, couldn't help but sigh at the thought.
Anyone who watched their own direct disciple slowly die in agony would struggle to keep their heart as still as water.
In truth, had Jiang Mengxiong's Army Destroyer Tiger Claws not hung over this place for five days, it was hard to say whether Gu Huaixin could have restrained himself from breaking that so-called "rule."
But he couldn't afford to look away. To him,