But when that sword came down, he realized that he had been wrong—terribly wrong.
Although this power was incomparably mighty, leaving him utterly unable to resist, beneath that sword he was as lowly as an ant.
Now he seemed to have returned to his youth, but he had also lost all his power.
Yet this was undoubtedly the most painful thing. For experts with infinite lifespans, time was valuable because of accumulation. Returning to the past was something only those with limited lifespans would be willing to do.
For example, some elderly tycoons would rather lose everything than return to the past. Back then, they were still young, even though they had no money.
But for experts whose lifespans rivaled the heavens, time lay in accumulation. Their countless experiences were their most precious wealth.
There were not many experts who could reach the God Above God realm in this universe. The longest-lived among them had even existed for several billion years.
It could be said that they had experienced far too much, and the influence of time on them had become almost negligible.
The Shameless Daoist went mad, but the people around him felt no sympathy at all.
God of Wine walked over and sneered. "Stop pretending. You want to pretend to be insane, then take the opportunity to escape. Do you think I don't know?"
The Shameless Daoist stared blankly at him and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
"That goes without saying. I do this all the time too," God of Wine said.
The Shameless Daoist was instantly rendered speechless. Then God of Wine, God of Wind, and the others swarmed him. Amid the Shameless Daoist's screams, they quickly cut him down.
When they saw the Shameless Daoist dead, the people around him felt not the slightest