"Do you know something, Marquis?"
Qin Shujian asked.
Judging by the Marquis of Northcloud's expression, he seemed to know things that Qin Shujian did not.
At his question,
the heaviness vanished from the Marquis of Northcloud's face. He smiled faintly. "Some things make little difference whether you know them or not. All you need to understand, Sect Master Qin, is that only by growing stronger can you withstand the great calamity.
"The calamity of the Demon Abyss that the Human Emperor spoke of is far more terrifying than you realize.
"When that time truly comes, even Heavenly Beings will be mere ants. Even Immortals—"
At that point,
the Marquis of Northcloud shook his head and said no more.
But his meaning was already clear.
Even Immortals—
Qin Shujian's expression grew exceedingly grave.
Although the rest of the sentence had gone unspoken, he understood what it meant.
"Could it be that even Immortals cannot withstand the Demon Abyss?"
"Not necessarily. If there are enough Immortals, perhaps they could."
"...It seems you truly do know a great deal, Marquis."
Qin Shujian gave him a long, searching look, but did not dwell on the question.
Since the marquis did not wish to explain, he would leave it at that.
He never kept asking questions to indulge the perverse tastes of someone who deliberately left him hanging.
If the marquis would not tell him, so be it.
In Qin Shujian's view, any calamity could be overcome.
The difference lay in how strong one was.
Before absolute strength, there was no such thing as a calamity.
If Immortals could not withstand the Demon Abyss, then he would surpass the level of Immortals.
As long as he had enough life source, none of it would be a problem.
Seeing Qin Shujian relax, the Marquis of Northcloud