Su Shi'er did not care about suffering hardship and pain himself.
Along the long immortal path, he had already endured every hardship there was to endure.
Yet Feng Fei as a little girl back then could not help surfacing in his mind.
Although the little girl had only slain a Descendant of Gods at the Nascent Soul Stage back then, her own cultivation level had not been particularly high either.
One could imagine that, at Yun Ge Sect that day, the little girl had endured almost the same agony all along.
Yet throughout the process, the little girl had never once cried out in pain.
Thinking of this, Su Shi'er felt both heartache and comfort.
After all, he had watched the little girl grow up. If possible, he naturally hoped she could remain safe forever.
But the Cultivation World had always been cruel. In the end, anyone could rely only on themselves.
For the little girl to possess such awareness was unquestionably a good thing for her.
Grinning, Su Shi'er shook his head and swiftly cleared away the thoughts and distractions in his heart.
With a single breath, his entire being entered an ethereal state.
At that moment, Su Shi'er held his breath and concentrated, without deliberately thinking of anything.
Yet the Ancient God Cultivation Method Li Jiuyyao had imparted earlier surfaced in his mind of its own accord.
In a daze, Su Shi'er felt as though his consciousness had left his body. Like a wisp of smoke, it rose at astonishing speed until it entered the boundless void.
Looking around, he saw countless twinkling stars, like brilliant, dazzling gemstones, hanging across the dark and unfathomable void like a scattered chessboard.
Some burned like fireballs, radiating scorching light; others flickered with soft, ghostly glimmers, mysterious and profound...
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