Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1144 - 208:

The sound of the gentle breeze was like a stream flowing into the sea, first gathering, then stirring, and finally encircling.

Even if there was only one percent belief in the heart originally, it could be completely magnified at this moment. The intense longing and desire made everyone involuntarily want to kneel down together in worship.

We've come so far, why not worship... What if we really ascend to immortality together?

Mists began to gather, under the illumination of the glow, layer by layer, like the Cloud Sea of the Immortal Realm, combined with their well-proportioned formation, resembling a stairway to heaven.

The initial scene was already enough to be heart-stirring; now more new celestial scenes appeared, making people's mouths dry with awe.

Tan Wenbin put down his camera and faced that Cloud Sea Immortal Stair with Yin Meng, Lin Shuyou, and Run Sheng.

Occasionally, Zhao Yi looked yearningly and then shook his head hard to regain clarity, the Life and Death Door on his forehead squirming quickly. He unconsciously looked at the boy beside him, finding the boy still calm and seemingly untouched.

Clearing his throat, Zhao Yi prepared to express gratitude again: "Brother Zuiyuan..."

Zhao Yi knew that if he couldn't deceive Yu Miaomiao into going in, then he, Zhao Yi, would be the one sacrificed.

That mural matched a miraculous prophecy; even if it didn't, it would only be considered a reasonable error.

Li Zhiyuan: "Do you believe in immortality?"

Zhao Yi: "I... don't believe~"

The last two words were spoken floatingly.

He believed a little bit, even if it's just a tiny bit.

But he could feel that the boy completely disbelieved.

Zhao Yi was really curious, how did the one surnamed Li manage this in the face of such scenes?

As if sensing Zhao Yi's thoughts, Li Zhiyuan spoke:

"So beautiful, so meticulous, so real... Anyone designing this layout who has the slightest belief in immortality could not have created such an impeccable scene."

It's magnificent, it's spectacular, it's awe-inspiring, yet there's no trace of personal emotion.

Back when Li Zhiyuan learned to paint from Alii, he made such a mistake; his paintings could show myriad techniques but couldn't convey any emotions.

Zhao Yi: "Then we..."

Li Zhiyuan lowered his head, looked at his palm, and said, "If you don't believe in becoming immortals, then run quickly."

Five Heart Clearing Charms were placed in the boy's hand, mist of blood appeared in his palm.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Li Zhiyuan flew a Heart Clearing Charm onto Tan Wenbin's group's foreheads, not leaving behind Zhao Yi, even covering the Life and Death Door.

This is not an Illusion Realm, nor is it a mind-bending effect; it's purely the inner desires being provoked, confusing one's mind, just like an ordinary person who suddenly sees a table full of money at home and becomes stunned.

The effect of the Heart Clearing Charm manifested, showing clarity in everyone's eyes as they gasped for breath.

Li Zhiyuan: "Those who want to be immortals stay, those who want to be humans run with me!"

Run Sheng bent down and carried the boy on his back.

No one chose to stay, everyone ran together.

The group traversed through the crowd of kneeling corpses, this time, no one found those kneeling here ridiculous or absurd.

Because they themselves had been attracted and indulged in it before; some temptations truly cannot be resisted by reason.

They weren't smarter than them, nor were they calmer.

If the roles were switched, they would likely become like them.

On Run Sheng's back, Li Zhiyuan saw a scholar standing in the distance.

When he left the tall tower, the controlling relationship between him and the scholar was severed.

Looking again, those two massive bodies were already motionless; evidently, when the glow enveloped them, the black-robed person at the tower's base also lost control over the outside world.

The scholar, after the great battle, was in torn clothes and shattered form but still maintained a cold and proud composure.

Some habits, truly are, unforgettable until death.

At that moment, the scholar suddenly moved, he started walking towards the tall tower.

Li Zhiyuan immediately turned his head, looking behind at the tall tower, discovering the glow atop the tower was becoming deeper, faintly dyed with a layer of Jing Guang.

Ascension initiated, the previously damaged rules were being repaired, causing the scholar as a resident of the tower to be naturally drawn back within.

Li Zhiyuan had long suspected that the scholar himself wasn't too interested in immortality; he came here, ascended to the eleventh level, perhaps only because he lacked the ability to resurrect his lover, thus entrusting himself to the immortality he fundamentally didn't believe in, a kind of escape.

The funniest thing was when the scholar flipped the muscular big guy with one book earlier, his muscle memory shouted "Zibu speaks neither of supernatural force nor spirits."

The scholar's pace was slow, yet his speed was quick; in almost a few blinks, he reached the tower door.

As he lifted his foot to enter the door, his hand swung backward, the wordless book in it flew backward toward the direction that Li Zhiyuan and the others were escaping.

Li Zhiyuan: "Meng Meng!"

Yin Meng understood, threw the Demon Exorcism Whip, wrapped the wordless book, and retrieved it, handing it to Li Zhiyuan.

Meanwhile, the scholar had already stepped through the tower door, disappearing from sight.

Zhao Yi shouted at the boy holding the wordless book, "Exactly how many relatives do you have in this tower!"

It's no wonder Zhao Yi was jealous, because this was truly absurd.

When someone's about to leave, forgot something, the corpse can even actively fling back what was left behind?

Li Zhiyuan stowed the wordless book in his bag, saying, "He didn't want to destroy this book."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi disregarded his jealousy, promptly urging Lin Shuyou, who was aiding himself, to exert more strength.

As the group just ran out of the platform onto this white imperial road, they heard a boom echo from the sky behind, followed by a flash of piercing white light.