Through Zi Ji, Di Tian fell into a long silence after learning Huo Yuhao's thoughts.
He looked at Huo Yuhao, who had returned from cultivation and was learning to imprint soul skills with the Silver English Beast, and a trace of complexity flashed through his eyes.
Zi Ji smiled and said, "What is there to be reluctant about? Anyway, after Yuhao becomes a god, it is not like I cannot be resurrected."
"The Far North has invested too much in him. If we want to raise Star Dou's weight in Yuhao's heart in a short time, there is no other way."
Gu Mingxi took Zi Ji's hand without saying a word.
Zi Ji touched her hair and said, "Why make that expression? I am not sacrificing to Yuhao right now."
"According to Yuhao's cultivation speed, you can just treat it as me going into seclusion once. Anyway, which of my seclusions has not started at several decades?"
"Speaking this way, I am going to become a god before any of you. This is a good thing."
Bi Ji sighed.
She understood in her heart that what Zi Ji said made sense, but her eyes still held reluctance.
Bi Ji gently held Zi Ji's hand and said, "The process of sacrifice is extremely painful. It requires blending all of one's origin into the soul ring."
"Can it be more painful than the Soul Beast Calamity?" Zi Ji asked in return.
Di Tian and the others all fell silent.
The Soul Beast Calamity was a sword always hanging over the heads of the soul beasts.
Di Tian turned around to look at Zi Ji and said, "Since Yuhao's plan is more appropriate than the arrangements I made, we will do it according to his thoughts."
"I respect your choice. However, the matter