"If it were me, I would never abandon my physical form!" Shi Hao muttered to himself, very determined.
The physical form is the foundation of the Great Path. If the Primordial Spirit leaves the body, it is like rootless duckweed, destined to dissipate one day.
Shi Hao did not know if this would still be the case after becoming immortal, but he had heard of achieving immortality without abandoning the physical shell.
Looking at these remnants before him, he felt deeply affected. Were these left by the most astonishing people of the past? If not for the gaping holes in their backs, they truly seemed alive.
"These women are so beautiful, of ethereal beauty," the Divine Striking Stone admired.
There were old and young, men and women, among them, a young woman's poise stood out, all of them of great beauty, yet now only their shells remained.
"Having come this far, can one achieve immortality by breaking open this stone wall?" Shi Hao doubted.
