Wang Quan looked at the colorful world and suddenly smiled:
"When I was young, I had a chance encounter that gave me the foundation to rise!"
"I cultivated at Clear Wind Temple and always wanted to obtain a wondrous book there."
"But although that book was clearly right there, I still couldn't find it even after killing everyone in Clear Wind Temple."
"Later, I wandered the world, entering one sect after another and witnessing the decline of the old era."
"I thought I was a peerless prodigy, a monster among monsters."
"Until I met [Young Master]."
"I fought Young Master for three days and three nights, and he subdued me."
"I asked him how strong he truly was, and he said he could kill me in just three moves."
"But because he needed lackeys, he deliberately held back, racking his brains to choose his weakest methods to fight me so that I would survive."
"From that moment on, my Dao heart shattered."
"Then I became one of Young Master's most loyal dogs."
"Ridiculous, isn't it?"
Wang Quan nodded. "If I were you, I would rather die than cling to life."
Wang Ming sneered. "Die? The greatest terror in this world is death."
Wang Quan shook his head. "Once you die, you can go to the Underworld and try again. Even if you die in the Underworld, your life won't have been in vain."
Wang Ming scoffed. "That's because you never experienced the Underworld of my era."
"In our era, the Underworld was terrifying."
"Someone like me could only be a petty nobody after falling into the Underworld."
"I would rather live as Young Master's dog than be a petty nobody."
"You never experienced our era. You have no idea how twisted and insane the remnants of the old era were."