The White-Clad One stood in the void, facing the Black-Clothed Elder from afar.
Their words spread throughout the world, throwing the entire Demon Realm into an uproar... They had never imagined that Great Peng actually wanted to devour the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
In a mortal town in the Demon Realm, a little cat demon stared blankly at the figure above the void, listening to those words reach her ears, her expression bewildered.
"Mr. Flower Demon..."
The Black-Clothed Elder seemed to have no intention of hiding it from the world. That was simply what he thought, so that was what he said.
Yet the White-Clad One's reaction exceeded his expectations.
The White-Clad One remained utterly composed. His eyes seemed to hold an understanding the old man could not comprehend, and he merely watched him with extreme calm.
His white robes fluttering, he looked at the Black-Clothed Elder, slowly shook his head, and sighed. "Those words of yours were extremely useful to me."
"Unfortunately, they were far too useful, as though... they existed specifically to persuade me."
The Black-Clothed Elder froze at this, staring straight at the White-Clad One before speaking quietly. "What do you mean? You don't believe what I said?"
The White-Clad One shook his head. "If you had said those words to someone else, I would believe them. But you said them to me..."
The Black-Clothed Elder frowned, staring blankly at the white-robed youth.
The white-robed youth faced him calmly, seemingly without the slightest fear of him.
The wind swept through the white-robed figure's head of white hair, making it dance above the void with a kind of understanding.
"You know where all my cultivation came from. You know that saying this would touch me most easily. Only this way could you make me lower my guard