However, Wang Xian did not spell it out, and Gu Chen had no desire to expose it for the moment.
After all, with Wang Xian's current abilities, even if he had luckily broken through the barrier between realms to come here, there was absolutely no way for him to return. What good would knowing the truth do? It would only bring him more troubles.
At that thought, the old man chuckled.
Stroking his beard, he muttered, "The so-called Demon Realm is merely a manner of speaking. Just as there are mortals in the Immortal Realm you traveled to."
Wang Xian nodded and listened intently.
The old man continued, "In truth, the demon race is not all that different from us humans. At most, they are better at tempering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into physical strength. Their cultivation paths are simply different. Where is there so much right and wrong?"
"I've never dealt with the demon race." His tone shifted as he shot Wang Xian a sidelong glance. "You want to ask me about the demon race's secret arts? I'd advise you to give up on that."
Wang Xian's gaze dimmed slightly.
"But—" Gu Chen drew out the word, deliberately keeping him in suspense. "I can tell you a secret!"
"What secret?" Wang Xian's eyes lit up, his interest immediately piqued.
Gu Chen raised his head toward the rain-shrouded sky. His gaze was distant, as though it had pierced through time to behold a scene from ten thousand years ago. Slowly, he began:
"Do you know how this Demon Realm came to be?"
Without waiting for Wang Xian's reply, he continued on his own—
"Azure Dragon Town lies in the east of the Demon Realm, aligned with wood among the Five Elements. Vermilion Bird Town lies in the