Back then, in his eyes, Ye Xiwen had undoubtedly been nothing more than an insignificant ant. He had not even possessed the intention to kill him, much like an ordinary person casually crushing an ant underfoot—there was no killing intent worth speaking of.
It was only because of the request of Manyun, the junior he cherished most, that he had vouched for Ye Xiwen. Otherwise, without this old God King intervening, Ye Xiwen would have died in the Devil Realm long ago.
And now, several thousand years had passed. To a God King, that was merely the time it took to flick a finger, yet Ye Xiwen had already reached a point where he could stand on equal footing with him. Even he could not help but sigh at how time flew like a shuttle.
Over countless years, people had continually risen from younger generations to become God Kings, but only Ye Xiwen had left such a profound impression on him.
"I am where I am today partly because Senior raised his hand and spared me back then. Looking back, this junior truly was reckless!" Ye Xiwen said with cupped fists, his words entirely sincere.
"Reckless? More like you didn't know whether you were dead or alive!" Asura Old Ancestor said with a faint smile, showing Ye Xiwen not the slightest bit of courtesy.
Ye Xiwen could not help feeling somewhat embarrassed. Looking back now, he truly had not known the height of heaven or the depth of earth. Calling him someone who did not know whether he was dead or alive was not wrong at all. With such pitiful cultivation back then, he had dared to force his way into the Devil Realm. He had truly been fearless through ignorance.
Asura Old Ancestor looked at Ye Xiwen, his gaze