Is that what mortals feel?
But just a group of ants, equally powerless, hiding in That Magnificent Palace, could decide his life and death with a single sentence.
He didn't like this feeling!
"A mortal's life at most spans a hundred years, yet they must go through endless suffering and renunciation. Becoming a Red Dust Immortal is merely struggling to cross the sea of bitterness,
this crossing is not only about ferrying others, but more about ferrying oneself,
with the Red Dust as the sea and oneself as the boat, common beings all suffer, but in the end, only self-deliverance prevails!"
Jiang Hui's eyes were piercing as he looked over the people present, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.
This moment was also very important.