"What the hell?"
Tieguanyin's words almost made everyone at the table jump up.
No one knows how many Reincarnators, even after living in this world for decades, have had only one thought in mind, which is to return.
It is precisely this thought that supports them, making them cautiously dormant, and always existing as Reincarnators.
Now you're saying that the original world is already gone?
They can't even imagine the blow this realization would inflict on all Reincarnators. All their freedom and ease, all their closeness, would vanish. It's entirely different to have roots compared to having none.
And you say that this terrifying, even despairing news is still the lightest of it?
"How... how could it be gone?"
Perhaps it was the weight of this news itself that was too heavy, leading to a sense of delayed collapse. Er Guotou trembled as he asked.
"I don't know."
Tieguanyin gave Er Guotou a slight glance and said, "Beings of our level can't glimpse the whole process."
