Endless vortexes, unseen darkness.
The two were deeply trapped, their existence in the external world seemingly being devoured bit by bit.
The academy head said with emotion, "Not only am I dead, it now seems difficult to even make a name for myself.
"I am the creator of the immortal sect known as the Western Astronomical Academy."
"I also didn't expect such things to happen when I entered," Jiang Hao said with slight emotion, "I thought it would be the usual encounters with some people, learning about some matters.
"Then to depart.
"Who knew it would be like this.
"For me alone, it doesn't matter, but it now seems that the academy head has this tribulation in his fate."
The academy head was also indifferent: "Does this make me the same kind of person as the Great Elder?"
"Not at all," Jiang Hao shook his head and chuckled lightly, "The academy head will die, but I will not."
Hearing this, the academy head replied with a bitter smile: