Demon Empress Stone Statue

A group of people was stuck at the entrance to the fourth floor, staring at the headless stone statue ahead. No one dared step forward.

"I think you don't necessarily have to kneel to get through. As long as your body and will reach the limit of your realm, you can withstand it and walk across," a Cultivator said.

"Did we need you to tell us that?"

Everyone rolled their eyes at the Cultivator spouting nonsense. Who didn't know that if they could withstand it, they could walk through? The problem was that they couldn't.

Thud~

A man in purple robes suddenly dropped to his knees, raised both hands, and lowered his head to the ground. "May the Demon Empress live forever! We revere you."

Seeing his actions, everyone's expressions turned strange. This guy had actually knelt. Did he have no dignity at all?

Guo Qing rose to his feet, took a step forward, and knelt again on both knees, pressing his head to the ground. "May the Demon Empress live forever! We revere you."

Unlike those geniuses, he was not considered a genius in the Immortal Realm. It had taken him thirty thousand years to get where he was today.

In order to cultivate, he had knelt everywhere, begging masters to accept him. In order to obtain resources, he had taken every filthy, grueling task. In order to survive, he had knelt time and again before the powerful people he had accidentally offended.

Humiliation. Dignity. Such words had long vanished from his heart. He only knew that he had to grow stronger. Only by becoming stronger, only through endurance, could he pick up the dignity and honor he had lost before.

What was kneeling on the ground? In his early years, just to survive, he had been humiliated in