In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
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"With these circumstances, knights undergoing the trial of life and death must be extremely dangerous. If someone deliberately obstructs them, the already slim chance of survival in the life-death threshold turns into certain death," Qing Chen asked.
"That's why knights must keep the trial of life and death a secret," Uncle Li Dong said.
"Is there really no way to forcibly reopen the genetic lock?" Qing Chen wondered: "Surely one is not simply at the mercy of others."
"There is, but I hope you'll never have to use it," Uncle Li Dong said: "After performing the Reverse Breathing Technique, if you forcefully employ the regular Breathing Technique, you can reopen the shackles, but the cost is that you'll have to remain at your current realm for the rest of your life."
Qing Chen fell silent for a moment: "Surely some predecessor paid the price for this."