When Lin Bai saw Yuan Mo reluctantly kill Yuan Zu, he fell silent.
Immediately afterward, Yuan Mo wrote: "How overbearing! How powerful!"
"What an overbearing Giant God Race! What a powerful Giant God Race!"
"Any martial artist possessing the Devouring Spirit must die. Even their relatives, friends, wives, husbands, children, close companions, and everyone connected to them must die!"
"What an unreasonable Giant God Race!"
"I watched my sister's corpse. I wanted to find the fragments and kill the Giant God Race, to wipe them out, but I knew I couldn't do it... Even if I found the fragments, I still couldn't shake the Giant God Race!"
"The only race that can defeat the Giant God Race is the Heaven Swallowing Race!"
"Other than the Heaven Swallowing Race, there is no martial artist in this world who can shake the Giant God Race's position!"
"..."
When Lin Bai saw Yuan Mo's writing reach this point, he drew a deep breath, his eyes gleaming. "The only race that can defeat the Giant God Race is the Heaven Swallowing Race!"
Lin Bai's eyes darkened as he continued reading.
"After sitting beside my sister for three days, I thought about many things. I decided to transform into the Dao and enter reincarnation with my sister, hoping to catch up with her on the Road to the Yellow Springs. In our next lives, I will still be her younger brother!"
"But before I transform into the Dao, there are some things I must record!"
"If someone in future generations is fortunate enough to reach the ninth level of the Inheritance Palace of the Demon Sect and sees my writing..."
"You must remember my words!"
"..."
But when Lin Bai reached this point, his expression suddenly grew grave. He stared earnestly at the words Yuan