Chapter 982: Such a grand display, could it really revive the dead?
"I don’t know the specific reason either, I just know that the part of the Immortal’s body sealed here is a hand. I saw it many years ago, but was obstructed by numerous Undead Guards and couldn’t get close. Be careful on your own."
Carson Flores curiously asked, "Just a hand?"
"Yes, just a hand, sealed by a Formation, surrounded by wandering Undead Guards and Immortal Slaves. With the strength of a Cultivator of the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, it’s very difficult to get close."
"One shouldn’t be overly eager when it comes to opportunities of Immortal fate. A person should live life freely and fully, not lose their true nature in the mere pursuit of survival. Like those Immortal Slaves, although they are alive, they have lost their freedom. Trapped here for ten thousand years, what meaning is there to such an existence?"
Carson Flores took note of everything Erik Jackson said and finally replied, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I’ll go have a look. I’m not sure if I can return here afterward, but no matter what, please hold on, Senior, wait for me!"
Erik Jackson chuckled softly, "Alright, I originally imparted the secret technique to you, fulfilling my wish. I had already prepared to end my life, to escape this suffering. Since you have said so, I will endure a while longer, wait for you to see if I indeed can one day die in a place filled with birdsong and flowers, die in bed..."
Carson Flores bowed respectfully, then bid farewell to Erik Jackson and once again proceeded towards the tunnel ahead.
The words spoken by Erik Jackson once again unveiled many truths.
The Valley of Death was a battlefield for Immortals.