How Much Humanity Do You Have Left? (Part 2)

"In terms of actual age, it would not be excessive for you to call me Ancestor. Unfortunately, I do not have a descendant like you."

"Because in ages long past—even further back than that—I could not even see the shadow of a human, much less speak of some so-called lover."

With every sentence Luo Ze spoke, the force in his hand unconsciously increased.

This provocation and disrespect directly enraged all the other Old Demons except Lust. Though their methods and ideas were somewhat excessive, they were doing it for the sake of these children's mental development.

If a person did not possess a strong heart, how could they ever speak of becoming strong?

What they did not know was that what Luo Ze hated most was being disciplined by others, especially the kind of discipline bestowed upon him under the guise of some inexplicable benefit.

"Boy, do not say we did not give you a chance to put down your weapon. We will consider letting you leave, and the trial will end here." Devouring Old Demon spoke first. Tiny black holes appeared one after another in his hand, like Taotie itself, attempting to devour the power of time Luo Ze had released.

But unfortunately, if time were so easily perceived by humans, it would never have ranked first among all martial souls and elements as the most difficult to detect.

"Interesting. You were the ones who called me here, yet now you are asking me to leave. What kind of logic is that? How can you send a guest away before they have even had a meal?"

"Senior, rather than this, would it not make more sense for us to have an open and honest fight?"

The moment his words fell, before Devouring Old Demon could react, Luo Ze had