Chapter 1260: The Price Given by Fate (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

"The smooth sailing you've experienced all this way was fate's grace to you. And now, it demands its price."

He Ao gazed at the luminous figure, and at the immense, towering illusion outlined behind that radiant form.

Just looking at that illusion, he could hear countless layered hymns echoing ceaselessly in his ears.

The illusion did not face him but was directed toward the enormous, gray-white eye in the sky.

"Sigh..."

He Ao continued watching the figure suspended in the air, and likewise the massive illusion.

His throat rasped and tore, letting out a hoarse sigh.

"You... now... still..."

He wrenched his throat, continuing in a low voice.

"You could even consider me as your teacher. I essentially possess all his memories. Of course,"

The radiant figure raised its head, looking calmly at He Ao. "You may also regard me as Order itself."

Hearing these words, He Ao said nothing more.

A faint sorrow welled up, pooling beneath his brow and eyes.

"Heh—"