"Such a wondrous sound of immortality,"
Jian Gongyou conjured a cup of Immortal Brew, listening to the unwilling roars of Primordial Monarch Doumu beside his ear, feeling a genuine happiness.
As if listening to celestial music, his ears momentarily enlightened.
Pain does not vanish, it merely transfers.
Jian Gongyou had already recognized this reality.
It was impossible to inflict pain on Ji Changsheng, he could no longer do it.
Thus, he wanted the whole world to share his pain.
"The Monarch, give up," he said.
Jian Gongyou was happy for about a minute.
He began persuading Primordial Monarch Doumu to accept her fate.
"Once in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, escape from bondage is no longer possible. Since resistance is futile, better to close your eyes and enjoy, join me in deceiving those who come after."