The despair Xiao Long brought him was far greater than the despair of being suppressed beneath Five-Finger Mountain by Tathagata Buddha for five hundred years!
"You were merely a Five-Colored Stone left behind when Nuwa Mends the Heavens! After becoming a demon, and since Nuwa is the ancestor of demons, she can be considered your mother. I am from the same generation as Nuwa, so what I said was not nonsense—it was the truth."
Seeing that Sun Wukong had been beaten into doubting his very existence, Xiao Long stepped forward and explained.
After hearing Xiao Long's words, some light seemed to return to Sun Wukong's hollow eyes.
As for Lena, she fell into deep thought.
Earth had once indeed been incomparably glorious. Gods had been everywhere! Great deities had been as common as dogs! Across the endless starry sky, it had unquestionably been the supreme overlord, an uncrowned king.
Yet for some unknown reason, countless gods had suddenly vanished.
Not only the gods—even the stronger people had disappeared completely, leaving behind barely any inheritances.
This caused Earth to decline more and more, leaving behind only some glorious myths as it embarked upon the path of technology.
Now that Xiao Long had said this, perhaps he knew where Earth's ancient great deities had gone. Would they ever return?
If they did, the entire starry sky would tremble!
Rose, Ge Xiaolun, and Liu Chuang also listened with grave expressions.
At first, they had been atheists too, but now they had no choice but to believe that gods truly existed in this world!
And Nuwa was a true great deity, countless times more powerful than Sun Wukong! Naturally, they had to pay attention!
"And next, I accidentally slept with Empress Nuwa, so you understand..."
Xiao Long flashed Sun Wukong another wicked grin.
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