What Limitless One did not yearn to glimpse what lay Beyond Limitless?
Now that they knew Meng Chuan's stance, they understood him. Even the Demon of the Dao's Opposition did.
The things they had said to Meng Chuan earlier were, to a large extent, because he had reached this point so recently.
He had attained Limitless only 130,000 years ago, yet he already meant to risk his life pursuing the realm Beyond Limitless...
How was that different from a "baby" born just thirteen days ago declaring that he had lived long enough?
To Limitless Ones who had lived for untold ages, it felt strange.
But Meng Chuan was, after all, a master stronger than every one of them.
His stance also showed them that he was a Seeker of the Dao as resolute as they were.
There were always things in this world that transcended life and death, things more important than one's own life.
For the Limitless Ones, the realm Beyond Limitless was one of them.
So they could all understand Meng Chuan, and they admired him.
It had nothing to do with strength, only the resolve he had shown.
A deed and an attitude like his would always earn respect, even from enemies.
If someone else gave up their life to pursue the realm Beyond Limitless, Meng Chuan would admire them too.
To die for the Dao was to die a worthy death.
The urge to dissuade him, the sighs, the worry—all of it faded.
Some Limitless Ones hoped Meng Chuan would succeed. Others hoped he would not.
Some felt torn, hoping both that he would succeed and that he would fail.
They truly wanted to see whether a realm Beyond Limitless existed.
But if it did, they did not want anyone other than themselves to enter it.