The Wise Elder truly had a headache, good gracious, he wouldn't wake when he should have, and now he wakes up just to provoke him?
The Artifact Spirit was also somewhat bewildered, it truly had been in so much pain that it couldn't bear it any longer, and blacked out.
As an Artifact Spirit, it thoroughly experienced the sensation of the soul flying beyond the skies.
That feeling was like constantly hovering between life and death, almost scaring it to death.
After finally enduring until it woke up, good gracious, as soon as it woke, it heard the old ghost speaking ill of it.
Balance it?
Why balance it?
The crowd was silent, seemingly waiting for the Wise Elder's answer.
Han Yu couldn't help but shout loudly in his Sea of Consciousness, "You said before that you would give me an answer, now's the time, explain."
In the Soul Realm, the Wise Elder got up from the roadside and sighed helplessly.
