Many things in life were difficult to let go of.
Because one could not let go, they became obsessed.
This was especially true for matters of life and death.
Whether their own or others'.
The obsession with life and death made it hard to let go, and there was always hope in their hearts.
However, having hope did not necessarily mean that despair would not come.
Regret, in many cases, was the dominant theme of this world.
The world was cold, and the heavens and earth were indifferent.
Just like the moment when the life flame of the Sword Holding Great Emperor's statue was about to be ignited, it collapsed.
The oil in the lantern had run out.
It couldn't truly burn.
Even when the Demon Feather Holy Land was sacrificed.
Even though the Myriad Mystical Life Dao Fruit was awakened.
It was still the same.