"Talk? How?"
The void within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space fell silent for a moment before Ye Zhen's voice slowly rang out. A flicker of anticipation passed through the eyes of the Ancient Demon God She Wa, whose entire body was covered in blood.
"As you can see, a powerful Creation Realm Divine King like me should not die so worthless a death.
"With my experience, I can basically conclude that perhaps one day from now, perhaps ten days or half a month from now, I will ultimately fall completely beneath your attacks.
"And such a fall has no value whatsoever, whether for you or for me!"
After a moment of silence, Shewa added, "Of course, the most fundamental reason is that I still don't want to die!"
"Value?"
Ye Zhen gave an inexplicable cold laugh.
"Don't want to die? You've already lived for over a hundred thousand years, haven't you? What, haven't you lived enough?" Ye Zhen's tone carried a trace of inexplicable mockery.
The Ancient Demon God She Wa was not angered in the slightest. "That depends on how one lives. If I were merely muddling through a hundred thousand years, I would certainly have grown sick of living.
"But I am not.
"Over the past hundred thousand years of my life, I rose from my insignificant place within my clan, climbing one cultivation peak after another, until I became one of the Devil Race's most exalted Demon Gods—an Ancient Demon God.
"Over the past hundred thousand years, I witnessed and experienced the rise and fall of this starry sky. Heroes from all sides took the stage in turn, yet those who laughed in the end were always only a handful.
"That is perhaps the meaning of my life, and the reason I fear death. I want