Pan Gu Mystic Realm, Tiancheng.
Sang Yuan gathered some of her cultivators, her face showing great concern.
"...The fourth round of heavenly tribulation is about to arrive, and the young master has not returned. If anything happens, the Pan Gu Mystic Realm may be destroyed in an instant!" Sang Yuan first spoke in a sensational tone, making her subordinates present even more worried.
A female cultivator asked, "So, Divine Envoy, what should we do now? The Divine Lord is not here, and with our strength, it's nearly impossible to resist the power of the heavenly tribulation!"
"You think there's no way, but in fact, the best method is to sacrifice your own life. If you die, then all wrongs will cease to exist. Life is the embodiment of your loyalty to the Divine Lord. I don't need to explain how to proceed to you, do I?" Sang Yuan looked at the male and female cultivators.
None of the cultivators present spoke because they were, like Sang Yuan, afraid of death.
