The lights in the private room gradually dimmed, and the scent of wine hung in the air.
Lanlost set down his wineglass and looked at Ang. His tone carried a rare hint of gentleness. "Just work hard. Don't force yourself too much. You're already a Legend now, so your lifespan is naturally extraordinary. You have at least three or four hundred years ahead of you. There's plenty of time."
But Ang shook his head, his gaze firm. "A long life is certainly a good thing, but if I can't accomplish my goals as soon as possible, how can I continue forward without distractions? Only by completing them quickly will nothing stand in the way of the road ahead."
Lanlost looked deeply at him, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes. "You really are special. The power you cultivate... is actually Chaos Power. I truly don't know whether that's a blessing or a curse."
Ang was slightly stunned, unease quietly rising in his heart. "My lord, what do you mean by that?"
"Chaos Power is the ultimate fusion of the six great elements." Lanlost spoke slowly, his voice low, as though carrying some kind of prophecy.
"Anyone capable of walking this path is destined to be extraordinary. But you should also understand that such power is far too coveted."
Ang fell silent for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment. "That is indeed true."
"Since you understand that, then you should also know what demons and gods truly desire." Lanlost's gaze was like a blade as it fell directly upon Ang.
Ang considered it for a moment before slowly replying, "I know a little... but not in much detail."
"That is enough." Lanlost sighed, his eyes carrying a trace of pity. "Your future enemies will be far more than just the Demons