The great aristocratic clans of Great Liang had already proven one truth.
By piling up resources and working hard, one might produce a Reverted Elixir expert.
But taking the next step into Void Step was not something an endless supply of resources alone could accomplish.
It took talent.
The same held true for Shang Shui. The Demon Kings of the Peace Kingdom might look after their own kind and promote their cronies.
But reaching Void Step took real ability.
Shang Shui, the sheep demon, was no exception.
Six horns grew from his head, each corresponding to a secret Thunder Astral Energy art. Ice formed beneath his four hooves, while the laws of Profound Yin flowed through him.
The thunder and yin energy throughout his body existed in harmony precisely because he understood the mysteries of both Yin and Yang.
Otherwise, these utterly opposed forces would have torn him apart with his own magic power the moment he appeared.
Through the Peace Kingdom's many campaigns, Shang Shui had admittedly fallen short of the three Demon Kings who had attained the Longevity Realm. But compared with the other Demon Kings at Void Step, he felt only that his cultivation had been a little too slow for him to claim a Demon King's seat.
As for power and divine abilities, he was confident he had nothing to fear from anyone.
Now Shang Shui unleashed his full strength and charged straight at Su Che, who was forming his Reverted Elixir.
He had seen the situation clearly too.
The true source of everything before him was that formidable black banner overhead. It was probably some long-renowned magic treasure, while the cultivator wielding it was at most at the Dingding Pivot.
Kill its master and seize the treasure—now was the time.
Shang Shui knew, of course,