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"Demon God..." Nong Zhu and Yue Qianchou both murmured dreamily, a magnificent scene unfolding in their minds: an unparalleled figure of astonishing brilliance standing between heaven and earth. His face could not be seen, yet the winds howled, heroes contended for supremacy, and demons danced in wild chaos—while he alone reigned supreme...
Just imagine it: in that era when powerful figures stood like a forest, what a peerless hero he must have been to look down upon all champions with his cultivation, shake the Three Realms with his might, and forcibly carve out a world of his own. How could one not yearn for such a figure...
Bi Changchun continued slowly, "It was precisely because that man went to the God Realm that the Demon Realm lost its pillar that held up the heavens. Many years later, the Demon Realm gradually declined, finally giving the Immortal and Underworld Realms their chance to rise. Thus came the Demon Realm's fate of being sealed away." He let out a long sigh. "What a pity that our generation was not born in that time and cannot behold the Demon God's peerless splendor. If I could fight him once, I would have no regrets even in death!"
Nong Zhu and Yue Qianchou looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Both were muttering inwardly, The old fellow is aiming far too high. You may be formidable, but compared to the Demon God, your cultivation is worlds apart! He was a god-tier expert! With your cultivation, are you even qualified to fight him?
The room fell quiet. Bi Changchun still wore that serene, yearning expression. Yue Qianchou secretly glanced at him a few times, then quietly sat at the side, repeatedly counting his fingers for amusement. As a disciple, it was hardly his place