Over the past several decades at the Void Battle Platform, Xi, Ming, and Ling had all been pondering the words Zhang Yang had given them, while waiting for the arrival of their remaining forces.
Now, their final forces had finally arrived.
Yet they still could not make sense of those few words.
Xi still could not determine whether she could truly reach perfection.
But one thing she was certain of was that this world before her definitely held enormous benefits.
That was enough.
She had to enter this world and take a look, then determine how she should walk her path from now on.
In her view, if she truly could never reach perfection, she could choose the nine worlds where spreading the fire was strongest. That would likewise raise her power.
At worst, she could abandon one of the worlds where she had spread the fire in the past and replace it with the world before her.
As for perfection on the Great Dao, she could slowly consider it over time.
For that very reason, she had set her heart on making a move.
If the people of this world were willing to let her enter, so be it. Since they were unwilling to make way, she could only fight her way in.
As for Ming, his problem remained unresolved as well.
He could never figure out what exactly lay in the depths of darkness.
If he followed the path where things reached an extreme and turned in the opposite direction, then in the depths of darkness, he was bound to see light—Xi's power.
Did that not mean he and Xi were two sides of the same coin?
Yet he was absolutely certain that he had no connection whatsoever to Xi.
Of course, darkness and Light Power counteracted each