"An artifact of curses—the Six-Souls Banner?"
Within the underworld netherlands, the Blood Sea Evil God raised his head and looked toward Penglai Island in the Eastern Sea.
"It is not an artifact of curses. The path of curses is neither great nor small; though it has hope of returning to the innate, it carries too many restrictions and cannot grace the grand stage. The Six-Souls Banner was capable of injuring the Heavenly Emperor, which meant its essence was far from that of a mere cursed artifact. It was an object of world-ending—or rather, it represented the conclusion of Daoist Yu Chen's Dao qi as it utterly marched toward the final end."
A voice echoed in the Blood Sea Evil God's heart. The Evil God loathed this fellow intensely.
Back then, this fellow had projected himself onto the Evil God, successfully suppressing him and seizing most of the authority.
But later, seemingly having discovered something, he had decisively relinquished his original advantage and allowed the Evil God to regain control of his body.
"But I remember you once said that after the many Dao Fruits return to the innate, there is no longer any distinction of high or low among them."
If not for the Blood Sea Evil God's curiosity about the mysteries of higher realms, he would never have wished to speak with him.
"If you can return to the innate, then in terms of status alone, there naturally is no distinction of high or low. But you and Daoist Yu Chen are both Dao Realm cultivators—can the two of you truly be called the same kind of existence? Moreover, within the universe, different Dao principles and laws manifest differently."
As he spoke, the voice within the Evil God seemed to recall something and gave a derisive laugh. "Speaking of