What a pity, such a pity. They would still need some time before they could meet.
"If the conditions for the Righteous-Demonic War aren't met, will it descend ahead of schedule?"
With a chuckle, Zhao Zhui Kong casually shook the bloody head in his hand into a puddle of gore and tossed it downward.
He leaped after it, jumping off the cliff as well. It was time for him to act.
To meet his beloved Little Apple, he did not want to wait even a second.
Why was there a Righteous-Demonic War in the Shu Mountain World?
At its root, it was all for the sake of seizing more cultivation resources and ascending to immortality.
The Righteous Faction occupied the finest blessed lands, planting spiritual materials, refining pills, and cultivating, advocating peaceful coexistence. The Evil Faction, meanwhile, mostly dwelled in remote and barren places, waiting for opportunities to rob the Righteous Faction.
They used the cultivation resources accumulated by the Righteous Faction to bolster their own Mana.
The Evil Faction hated the Righteous Faction for occupying the best cultivation resources and wished they could take their place. The Righteous Faction also hated the Evil Faction. They were cultivating peacefully at home, yet these devils insisted on disrupting their path to immortality.
Thus, the two sides gradually developed into enemies locked in a fight to the death.
Zhao Zhui Kong had been affected by his Inner Demon. He was crazy, but he had not lost his basic intelligence. Before entering the reincarnation world, he had carefully studied the movie Shu Mountain, as well as parts of the original novel's plot.
So he naturally grasped the crucial thread of events.
Within a mountain range shrouded in bloodlust and vengeful spirits stood what had once been the base of a small righteous sect.