Great Battle Against Thousand Calamities Apocalypse, the Lives of the Weak Were Worthless

Thousand Calamities Apocalypse looked warily at Xu Zimo.

But after seeing Xu Zimo's true face clearly, he frowned slightly.

He asked, "Why are you here?"

Xu Zimo smiled and briefly recounted what had happened.

From the chaos at the Ghost God Academy to the Knowing Bird devouring the black insect.

After hearing Xu Zimo's account, Thousand Calamities Apocalypse fell silent for a long while.

He gave Xu Zimo a deep bow.

"This time, I owe you an enormous debt. Calling it a debt of saving my life would not be an exaggeration."

"Should you ever have need of me in the future, I will never refuse."

Xu Zimo shook his head with a laugh and said, "Fight me. I want to use you to temper my Dao."

"I saved you not because I sought anything from you. To me, it was merely a matter of lifting a hand."

"That green-robed man is hateful indeed. He actually deceived me," Thousand Calamities Apocalypse said furiously.

If he had not trusted the Green-robed Man so readily, how would he have fallen to such a state?

It would have been nearly impossible for the black insect to enter his body as well.

Yet from another perspective, Thousand Calamities Apocalypse could not be blamed for this either.

After all, for overlords like them, progress in strength had already nearly reached its limit.

Trying to conquer Heaven through strength alone was almost an impossible task.

Like the Lord of the Dead, who created the Netherworld Hell in an attempt to negotiate with the Heavenly Dao.

Though these powerful figures lacked the courage to conquer Heaven, how could they not yearn for freedom?

And since the Green-robed Man could send the Enlightenment Great Emperor away, it proved that he possessed such strength.

Thus, Thousand Calamities Apocalypse was