The Secret of the True Realm Seed

This was the privilege of the strong. No matter the time or place, they could always remain exceptionally calm and free.

Moreover, no matter how unreasonable their every move or word might be, no one would question them. All people did was let their imaginations run wild.

Of course, this kind of disregard only worked on people who weren't familiar with him. As for Moricha and Saint Venerable Hath, Shen Fan naturally still had to explain himself.

When the two heard that Shen Fan had become a God and Devil through cultivating a Martial Path technique, even Saint Venerable Hath—with his hundreds of thousands of years of experience—was left utterly stunned.

Clearly, he could never have imagined such a possibility, no matter how hard he tried.

But once their shock had passed, they had no choice but to accept it.

They simply no longer felt the same familiarity with Shen Fan as they had with "Lucifer."

It was inevitable that their interactions would become more guarded, with a greater distance between them.

Shen Fan had expected this, but he still felt a little disappointed.

Still, he knew the outcome was unavoidable. It wasn't just their feelings that had changed; their strength and other circumstances had changed as well.

Dragons did not associate with snakes. Once you reached a certain level, you could only associate with people of that same level.

Beings like Moricha and Saint Venerable Hath were growing ever more distant from Shen Fan. Even without this "turn of events," they would eventually have drifted apart.

Perhaps they had once hoped to catch up with Shen Fan, but after a thousand years of struggle, they had gradually understood that a peerless prodigy like him truly wasn't someone they could compare to.

He had subdued a True Realm Emperor with