Without his experiences in the Great Qian Dynasty, Lin Shuguang could never have learned so much of the truth.
Listening to the Divine Envoy now, he could basically confirm that the Divine Envoy probably possessed records from three hundred years ago, or even ten thousand years ago.
"Join me. Join the Demon God's camp. Once we successfully summon the Demon God, we can live forever, enduring as long as heaven itself." Whenever the Divine Envoy mentioned the Demon God, an intense fanaticism filled his voice.
It was like the devotion a believer displayed.
Lin Shuguang shook his head expressionlessly and deliberately said, "I don't believe there are any deities in this world, whether it's this Demon God you speak of or some Goddess of Light."
"The Goddess of Light?" The Divine Envoy seemed to have heard the name. He shook his head scornfully. "Just someone skulking in the shadows, yet she dares call herself a god. Do you know where my current power came from? It was bestowed by the Demon God. The Demon God's strength is beyond your imagination... this world amounts to nothing before him."
The Divine Envoy's fanatical words made Lin Shuguang frown slightly.
He instinctively recalled the murmur he had heard in his dream: This world should never have existed...
Hearing the Divine Envoy's words now, some strange thoughts naturally arose in his mind.
Looking at the Divine Envoy, Lin Shuguang fell silent for a moment before asking, "Why did you do that last night?"
The Divine Envoy shook his head. "You don't need to know."
Lin Shuguang raised an eyebrow. Wondering whether those ferocious beasts that had risen from the dead were connected to the [Divine Temple], he asked without betraying anything, "Do you think people can come back from the dead?"
The Divine Envoy