All were heavy-hearted and full of fear.
Yet, at this moment, Qi Yuan seemed overly calm.
"Who says there are no winners?"
"In this game, if I kill you, I'll clear the level!"
As Qi Yuan spoke, he turned to Bai Ze, who was descending into madness: "Bai Ze, do you remember what I just taught you?
"Only by forgetting can one be free from worldly troubles."
In Bai Ze's confused eyes, there remained a glimmer of clarity: "Master, I am useless, I simply cannot forget.
I cannot forget the people I've slaughtered.
I cannot forget those who died due to the Heart Demon."
I am a sinner, I am a great demon!"
"If you can't forget, I'll help you forget!"
Qi Yuan roared.
If Bai Ze couldn't forget, why not turn him into a senile old man, who would then forget everything?
"Don't resist, let me help you forget!"
The Greater Sutra of Erasure, cast at this moment.
A cold sneer appeared on Yanran's face: "Forgetting is merely deceiving ourselves!"