Wei Yuan was lost in thought as the Void Color Undying Method and the Red Lotus Universal Salvation Mantra quietly flowed from the depths of his heart. Suddenly, he grasped a substantial amount of True Intent.
The world before him was not the Dharma-ending era, but the aftermath. If not witnessing it with his own eyes, Wei Yuan would never have imagined a fate so tragic, bound to a broken world even in death, continuously enduring endless suffering in this twisted heaven and earth.
The monsters and people before him, even when Wei Yuan viewed them with his Spiritual Eye, still radiated spiritual brilliance, though covered by a thick layer of black-red dust. Their spirituality was obscured, with no path to liberation. They were like puppets, playing predetermined roles in a world formed by resentment. But the one assigning these roles, were they not also arranged by others?
