The obsession carried a strange aura as it slowly spread and entered Su Mo's heart.
An obsession was one thing, but that was something that could keep moving only after her death.
The reality was that she truly could walk no farther... The helplessness of having no cultivation, together with the erosion of the dense yin power, gradually turned her eyes grayish white, and her body swayed on the verge of collapse.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded beside her ear...
"Keep walking. Don't stop..."
It was unmistakably Su Mo's voice!
The woman instantly regained her clarity and abruptly raised her head to look ahead. Yet Su Mo, far ahead of her, had not turned around...
In that instant, some inexplicable power seemed to pour into her body, as though fresh energy had been infused into a body that could no longer hold on.
Looking at Su Mo's retreating back ahead, she parted her lips:
"Senior..."
Su Mo did not know why he wanted to help the woman either. Perhaps it was because she had deliberately stood up for him at the bow of the Ancient Ship, or perhaps it was because he had sensed that obsession...
Everyone walked toward that distant rosy light without day or night, with countless withered steles beside them.
The rosy light remained in sight, yet they could never draw near it.
Strangely enough... after these days of walking, no one else had fallen...
Immortal Ziyu, on the other hand, was constantly having his mind power stripped away by the great rules of this place, becoming increasingly transparent and increasingly weak...
Immortal Ziyu's steps were no longer as light as they had been at the beginning. Every step grew heavier.
He was only an obsession, and Su Mo's Divine Race mind power was of no