Failed

Jiang Yi placed the wooden carving by his feet and staggered towards the defensive array formation while enduring the pain all over his body. Ignoring the fact that his cultivation was quickly draining away, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes with a pale face.

Actually, after so many years, he was already tired of this life. Every month, he would suffer a backlash, kill people non-stop, and cultivate without knowing what it was for.

He did not know why he kept walking down this path. At first, he wanted to be strong and not be bullied, but gradually, he became addicted to power.

However, as time passed, he slowly became numb and lonely, as if his heart had died. He had no goals and knew nothing other than cultivating. He was afraid that if he stopped cultivating, he would lose his direction. Once he lost his direction, it was like losing his eyes and he would be surrounded by darkness.