"Ah..." Shi Hao was overcome with grief and anger, howling at the sky like a wounded lone wolf under the moon, tasting the pain alone and falling into the isolation of despair.
This outcome was too tragic. Although he had long known that entering a different domain would not end well, such a miserable situation still left him depressed.
He was a cultivator, a strong man pursuing detachment with all his heart. He had come a long way, through trials and tribulations, growing from weak to strong, which was not easy.
However, in an instant, all his achievements were destroyed.
How could he accept this?
No matter how resilient, at this moment Shi Hao felt life was bleak and hopeless. Rather than this, he might as well face death directly.
However, he was not one to succumb willingly. When entering a different domain, he never considered weak suicide, always fighting and resisting fate.
Sadly, in the end, he still could not change anything. Bad luck came faster than expected.
