"Are you insane?"
Even the Phoenix Master was confused and couldn't help but ask.
Rose of the Crimson Moon and other members of the Ancient Phoenix Clan also had the same thought.
If it weren't for the fact that Gary Smith hadn't been twisted by Transcendent Spirituality, they would have thought he had become an Abnormality.
"Crazy? Why would you say that? Death is but a grand adventure, why reject it? It's just..."
Gary Smith spread his arms and looked at the vast world that seemed like a pure white sun, now exposed due to the withering tree crown. As he approached it while riding at high speed on the Undying Heavenly Phoenix Corpse, he smiled and said:
"It would be such a waste for someone as virtuous as myself to go to the Netherworld; I should ascend to Heaven instead."
"And before I go, I can set off a grand firework show for the Mother River to watch."
So now ascending to heaven is a verb!
Everyone was at a loss for words.