At his words, a burst of cold laughter rang out.
"My contingencies far outnumber his. He is staking everything on a single throw. Unless the Heavenly Dao aids him, how could he possibly make it to the very end against me?"
"The Heavenly Dao?"
Jiang Shu stared deeply at the Golden Crow statue, surprise and suspicion appearing in his eyes.
He had always known that the Heavenly Dao existed.
Neither the Dao Master nor the Demon Lord dared to strike with their full strength because they were wary of the Heavenly Dao.
Yet even at his current realm, he could not detect the Heavenly Dao.
"Rather than the Heavenly Dao itself, it should be a wisp of the Heavenly Dao's will. But even that wisp of will is no trivial matter."
"I accumulated strength over countless ages not to contend against the Heavenly Dao itself, but to rival the heavenly will beneath it. Yet I never expected that heavenly will to produce even an outsider like you."
The Golden Crow statue spoke with helplessness in its voice.
"So that was it..."
Understanding flashed across Jiang Shu's face. He looked at the Golden Crow statue with a cold smile. "Senior once wished to put me to death. Now that your soul is hiding within this statue, then please, Senior—go meet your death."
Without the slightest hesitation, he was about to act when a voice sounded.
"Wait!"
"What, do you intend to struggle on your deathbed?"
Jiang Shu's expression remained calm and indifferent. "Senior was, after all, an emperor of an era—the Time Demon Lord. If you mean to beg for mercy, then forget it. Why demean yourself like this?"
Jiang Shu spoke blandly, and the movement of his hand did not hesitate in the slightest.
"Hahaha... Since I have already lost,