"Is that so?" The woman looked at me and said with a sigh, "The Mother of Savage Beasts wields the Origin Sword. Beneath the Thirty-three Heavens, no one can stand against her."
"But the experts of the Thirty-three Heavens are all immortal Dao Ancestors. Naturally, they wouldn't take such a risk."
"Therefore, no one is coming to support us."
"Don't worry. He'll come back. As long as he returns, hope will remain." Li Tongtian said this.
The woman was slightly stunned. She looked at him and asked, "Are you talking about him? He already died at the hands of the Mother of Savage Beasts. Not even his bones remain."
"That's only the message they sent us." Li Tongtian let out a cold laugh and said disdainfully, "If they had really killed him, how could they have left no corpse behind? The Origin Sword is certainly powerful, but it shouldn't be enough to leave not even bones behind."
"He must still be alive. He'll come back. Just like he did back then."
The woman nodded, but her gaze was filled with helplessness.
Naturally, she held no great hopes, because she had seen too many geniuses fall.
No matter how powerful a genius was, once he fell, it was all meaningless.
Throughout human history, countless prodigies and monsters had been eliminated by the tides, ultimately dying along the path. Not every prodigy could smoothly become a Great Emperor.
Some had even suffered mental collapses halfway through and ended up becoming ordinary people.
As for Liang Fan, prodigies like him had appeared throughout human history as well. But if one failed to become a Great Emperor even for a single day, one was destined to fall.
"It's a shame. If a genius like Liang Fan could receive guidance from a Great Emperor, then