The man gently brushed his hair aside, his expression filled with bitterness. "I never imagined that when we met again, you would have left me so far behind."
"That's right." I looked at his body, my expression calm.
The dignified Celestial Venerable had now fallen into such a sorry state. Judging by appearances, he was only at the Dao Ancestor realm. Not only that, he seemed to have devoured many living beings, leaving his cultivation extremely unstable.
"I never expected you to bring him here too." The Celestial Venerable glanced at Zhang Fan Cat on my shoulder, then suddenly sneered. "How ironic."
"I actually lost to my own kindred."
"I'm not your kindred!" Zhang Fan coldly retorted.
"That's right. The leader of the Benevolent Faction, Zhang Fan, who once ruled the world—how could he consider me his kindred?" the Celestial Venerable said with a bitter smile.
I looked at him and sighed. "I failed to fulfill my promise back then. My body has already shattered."
"It doesn't matter anymore. As long as I advance one more step, I won't need that body either." The Celestial Venerable shook his head and looked at me. "You didn't come here just to laugh at me, did you?"
"I only want to ask you a few things." I stretched out my hand, and a table appeared in front of me. Two cups of hot tea sat on it.
The Celestial Venerable glanced at it, then praised me. "Creating something from the void—that is already a god's ability. One more step, and you'll be close to godhood."
"Is that so? It's nothing." I shook my head, my expression indifferent.
"Do you know how many people are pursuing your realm? Yet very few have ever succeeded," the Celestial Venerable said.
"Oh? Is that so?" I smiled