"How long are you going to keep this up?"
A rigid voice slowly echoed in the vast golden space.
In the middle of this boundless golden space, a silhouette sat cross-legged, expressionless.
After hearing this voice, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.
"I... don't know."
"You don't know?" The rigid voice carried a hint of anger: "Are you just going to continue like this? Let that thing completely take over your body, and you hide here forever?"
"I..."
"You don't need to say anything!" The rigid voice said with resentment: "It's just my fault for choosing the wrong person back then, blinded to have picked someone like you."
"Back then I saw you had good talent, achieving the Heaven and Earth Realm in just a few hundred years, and that's why I acknowledged you. I never expected you to be so worthless. One setback and you turn into this ghostly figure!"
"Do you know what will happen if that thing fully takes over your body?"
