The Winner is King, the Loser is Bandit

"Who is it!?"

Tower Lord floated out of the Burning Heaven Tower, looking towards the North Sea with a grave expression.

One had to know that the Evil Emperors of past generations were all invincible existences that shook the heavens and myriad worlds. They also developed an arrogant personality where they never looked at people properly, and had almost perverted screening rules for their successors.

In the entire Primordial Era, besides Qin Feng who perished two and a half years ago, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could be chosen by the Evil Emperor's Relic.

"Lin Kid, what do you think about this!?"

Tower Lord turned to ask Lin San, only to find his side empty. ??

Lin San was seen walking step by step into the Realm of Creation, which had turned into ruins, with a heavy heart.

"No, it's all an illusion!"

Lin San looked at the ruins before him, constantly trying to deceive himself.

However, when he saw Shen Xiu's corpse in the ruins, his emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, could no longer be contained.

"Master, your disciple is late!!"

Lin San knelt before Shen Xiu with a thud, burying his face in the ground and crying his heart out in self-reproach.

Back then, he was arrogant after inheriting the Changkong Divine Sword and didn't take the heroes of the world seriously. Later, he met Shen Xiu while adventuring.

Shen Xiu not only taught him how to cultivate but also taught him the principles of being a person, and even helped him comprehend the Righteous Qi.

It could be said that Shen Xiu was the guide on his cultivation path, and besides Brother Qin, he was the second person who believed in him. Even when he was framed for stealing immortal