The voice from the pile of rocks gave a faint sigh.
"No... It won't, as long as I… can transcend… definitely… I'll take you with me…"
The sound from the Crowned Giant was intermittent, ephemeral. The aged voice from the rock pile let out a long sigh and it took a while before he said, "What the situation actually is… no one has experienced, whether it's success… or failure… all is up to the will of heaven…"
The voice of the Crowned Giant had already fallen silent. The eyes that had been open were now drooping again, and with nearly a month's time left, he had to completely refine his internal organs successfully, refine into a perfect divine body at the peak, and regain the absolute power he once possessed.
