Wise Old Man looked at Han Yu struggling, and spoke slowly.
"That force pulling you in is none other than the multitude of living beings beneath you!"
"All beings are not weak!"
This was the second time Wise Old Man reminded him.
"I may not do it well, nor may I have the ability to manage it."
Han Yu smiled bitterly, just one Li Yingqi, such a novice, already required him to risk his life for an even trade.
There were untold numbers of such novices in the Yama Hall, not to mention the stronger cultivators, against whom he could barely fight back.
"Take your time, don't rush."
Wise Old Man rarely comforted with such a reassuring tone, "You are already doing well."
"I'm just an ordinary Central Continent person..."
Han Yu was anxious, not knowing how to face the living beings.
"Ask yourself, do you want to open your eyes or keep them closed, the choice is yours."
Wise Old Man did not urge, after speaking, he quietly turned his head to look down.
