Of the eighteen people in the sect, I am the most useless and the most eager to leave.
But I was the only one left.
The senior brother who wanted to live forever left the last immortality pill in a pool of blood in the secret realm.
The little junior sister who was most afraid of pain had her ten fingers cut off. She lay in my arms and said with a smile, "Senior Brother, I didn't cry."
The proudest junior brother knelt on the ground and broke his forehead, and finally disappeared into the depths of the deserted dungeon, with only one sentence left: "Look at me."
The strongest uncle, who was chained in front of the formation and watched his disciples fall one by one, bit off his own tongue.
The brightest senior sister walked into the darkness and begged me to send her on her last journey.
The most stingy accountant donated all his wealth and walked into the battle. He turned around and said with a smile, "It's not a loss."
Seventeen monuments, seventeen lives.
Everyone falls on the thing they can't let go of the most.
It's just me, the one who wants to leave the most——
For three hundred years, he guarded this empty mountain half-deadly.
To this day, there is a line of unfamiliar footprints in front of the monument.
Intention: The thing that everyone cherishes most eventually becomes the reason to kill him, while the person who wants to die the most is forced to bear everything alive. Reveal \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\