Smoke swirled around the altar.
In the mist, Xu Nanzhi's gaze was focused and profound, like ancient waters without ripples, yet concealing cautious use.
Looking at the altar that drew the final line of fate for her, her expression was solemn, as if she had accepted everything before her, or perhaps was just temporarily compromising.
But regardless, Xu Nanzhi clearly had no intention of resisting. Accompanied by two maids, she cooperated and walked towards the altar.
"It seems your will to survive isn't as strong as they thought."
The man observing everything beside the altar had a faint smile on his lips, clearly satisfied with Xu Nanzhi's cooperation.
Xu Nanzhi didn't even glance at him, simply saying calmly, "Is resistance useful? Not to mention the presence of that covenant, even if I wanted to play some tricks before you, you would forcibly stop me, Earth Immortal."
