Qin Heng heard Little Demon God's confidence and determination in those words.
No wonder he had cultivated for Three Thousand Epochs without breaking through to the Emperor Class. His goal was so lofty: to use absolute power to break through the established Path to Godhood and forge a new road to godhood for himself.
"Remarkable!" Qin Heng praised.
Little Demon God asked, "Why have you come here? Aren't you afraid that the Heavenly Kings will kill you for coming?"
He said this calmly, without fighting intent or killing intent, not even the hostility born of standing in opposing camps. It was as though he were chatting with an old friend.
Qin Heng said, "Just wandering around and seeing the differences between various eras. The Divine Emperors are probably all fighting on the front lines right now. I doubt they have the leisure to pay attention to me."
Whoosh—
The void ahead twisted, and Little Demon God's figure appeared.
This inheritor of the Great Demon God possessed a perfect humanoid body, skin fairer than snow and black hair like ink. Whether viewed as a man or a woman, he possessed beauty at its absolute peak.
Yet his essence was not human, but a mass of demonic aura.
"You've grown stronger." Qin Heng sensed his aura.
Back in the Ancient Secret Realm a hundred years ago, Little Demon God had been at the King Class Peak, beyond the limit. The pressure he exerted had been comparable to a Saint Emperor who had undergone the Seventh Transformation.
Now, his aura had surpassed that of a Newly Promoted Saint Emperor and faintly rivaled an Intermediate Saint Emperor who had undergone the Eighth Transformation.
But in terms of realm, he was still at the King Class.
Little Demon God replied, "I refined the Super Blood