Fang Xuan had never imagined that one day, he would speak with the Goddess of War from the Martial Temple at such close range.
Seemingly quite satisfied with Fang Xuan's reaction, the Goddess of War did not wait for him to be modest. She smiled softly and said, "So much has happened. Aren't you the least bit curious?"
Fang Xuan shook his head with a smile. "To be honest, my mind is a tangled mess right now. Though I have countless doubts, if you have no intention of telling me, asking would be pointless. If possible, I would like to know what you want me to know."
The Goddess of War was increasingly surprised by Fang Xuan's frankness.
Even the Martial Temple's nine temple priests did not possess Fang Xuan's calm composure when facing her.
On the path of martial arts, talent was important, but superior temperament was even more crucial.
The Goddess of War smiled radiantly and slowly raised three fingers, a faint fragrance curling through the air.
"You may ask me three questions."
Since the Goddess of War had made her stance so clear, Fang Xuan no longer held back. He said solemnly, "Senior, the Martial Temple and the evil demons have fought in secret for thousands of years. What exactly are these evil demons?"
After asking, Fang Xuan continued, "Earlier, in that special space, the power used by the evil demons was clearly a fusion of life and death qi. Why could two forces so fundamentally opposed by heaven and earth merge so closely?"
The Goddess of War's expression turned slightly complicated at Fang Xuan's question. It seemed to be within her expectations, yet beyond her imagination.
After pondering for a moment, the Goddess of War said softly, "I did not expect you to have even detected