The Only Hope!
編輯: Millman97
Li Yao could not even begin to imagine how sorrowful, painful, and desperate Ba Yanzhi must have been when his cells crumbled, turning him into a pool of dirty 'gene soup', and was forced to hide twenty thousand meters below ground without access to sunlight for the rest of his life.
Just the thought of such a miserable future was enough to drive someone crazy.
Even so, Ba Yanzhi did not give up resistance. He carved the feelings when he drank the 'Divine Water of Kunlun' of different formulas on the wall of the secret chamber, hoping to give some enlightenment to the latecomers.
When the Nether World Watch was scanning the tiny letters, Li Yao had taken the opportunity to study all the content and commit it to memory.
Ba Yanzhi's writing style had the distinctive feature of the ancient Cultivators. Modern demons and Cultivators might not have understood what he was talking about, but Li Yao could see through it after a quick glance.