Sheer cliffs rise a thousand fathoms—not because mountain rock has strengthened itself, but because it has no desires and thus stands firm.
What desires does mud possess? Is it not kneaded and molded at will all the same?!
Only in the instant before his consciousness vanished did Yuan Mengji understand this truth.
He had still dreamed of becoming a noble celestial demon, a true disciple of Yuan Xianting. Yet that dream shattered in but an instant.
At first, he merely felt divine radiance shining upon him. Then came the surging of all manner of divine power.
The exhilaration of power expanding without limit was enough to destroy any resolve.
Yet he still clung to his desire to leave.
He sought neither merit nor emolument, neither treasure nor reward. He only wanted to return in one piece and cling to his celestial demon grandfather's thigh.
But he could not move at all.
The gulf in absolute power could not be crossed by will.
His body was destroyed and reassembled again and again, while his consciousness collapsed before his body did!
But who, exactly... had killed him?
This final question echoed lonely in his heart, then faded away.
Just as he had briefly shone, yet would ultimately be judged to have lived a "stupid" life.
At this moment, the giant ape was already a hundred zhang tall, towering like a mountain range—as though another peak had risen atop a sacred mountain—and it was still growing taller!
All the divine radiance in the Sea of Myriad Gods gathered toward him without end!
Lu Qilang stood silently before the bronze cauldron.
As expected! A chess player was making a move through the Sea of Myriad Gods!
He had long been prepared for the Divine Firmament Game.
The inspiration that had suddenly arisen in that