Step by step forward, pounding again and again, no matter how many different voices enveloped him, Gao Ming never wavered.
Compared to the master of the Spirit Temple who collapsed after seeing the "scenery" outside the door, Gao Ming was much more resolute. The countless deaths had let him experience various endings, making him firmly believe that he was already in the worst and most desperate situation. He didn't need to care about the direction; as long as he kept moving forward and sought change, everything could get better.
Gao Ming didn't know what the master of the Spirit Temple had seen, but he knew very well what was in front of him. In stark contrast to the warm and blissful happy scenes of real life, the depths of his heart imprisoned monsters battered with scars!
They exuded an aura more bizarre than the evil spirits, their faces filled with hatred and anger. But from some of the features they retained, it was still evident that they once had proof of being human.
