An Yang felt heavy of heart, but in the end he returned to Mount Hua.
After waiting for two days and thinking for two days, Marshal Tian Peng finally arrived.
Marshal Tian Peng saw the heavy gloom in his heart at a glance, facing the distance: "Walking in this mortal world, you must feel quite deeply, right?"
An Yang was slightly startled, then said: "Indeed, in the past I flew high and traveled fast, and truly never paid close attention to what this world actually looked like. Only upon experiencing it do I know the sufferings of the mortal world."
Marshal Tian Peng was also filled with emotion, sighed, and said: "This is a tribulation!"
Hearing this, An Yang fell silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to Marshal Tian Peng and said: "The Marshal is a person with great divine powers. Yet in the midst of this calamity, the Marshal's junior brothers, the Golden Arhat Honored One, the Eight-Part Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Guangli, and His Highness the Third Crown Prince are all fighting bloody battles. Why doesn't the Marshal step forward and fight one last battle together to reforge a peaceful and prosperous age?"
"Reforge a peaceful and prosperous age?" Marshal Tian Peng fell slightly silent. "I said I am old, and such blood-pumping matters are not for me."
After a pause, he added indifferently: "Besides, this matter is difficult. My junior brothers and the Third Crown Prince are willing to give their lives to die, which does not mean everyone wants to give up their life. At least I do not."
"If you and I can persuade a person of great divine powers who has the ability to destroy the Demon Palace, then the Demon Palace can be destroyed even without me joining. Conversely, if you and I