"Have you thought this through?"
Di Yi looked at the Remnant Immortal of the Immortal Palace. He had never expected such an attitude from him. He was clearly an Immortal who cherished his life, yet he had made this choice.
"Please do it," said the Remnant Immortal of the Immortal Palace.
He felt no sense of belonging to the Primordial Ancient Realm. He had already come to its aid in the previous epoch and experienced many things here.
Although his banishment had nothing to do with Kunpeng or the kings of the Border Wasteland, some of them had still been alive at the beginning of this epoch, yet none had ultimately spoken up for him.
Perhaps he had brought everything upon himself, but this realm was not entirely without fault either. One needed only to look at the great figures who had once come to support it.
If this realm truly deserved to be defended with their lives, why would they have turned their own domains into forbidden zones? They were kings, after all. They had all rendered service to this realm and willingly come to its aid. Which of them feared death?
But how had they been treated?
No one remembered them anymore.
Simply because they had been tainted by darkness, must they be shunned like snakes and scorpions?
The vast Primordial Ancient Realm had no place for them. They had been forced to open realms of their own, establishing their own domains. It chilled the heart.
There had even been a king who died fighting in this realm, yet the world recited only the names of No End and Six Paths, caring nothing for that king's sacrifice. No one remembered him; no one knew of him.
Perhaps that king had not come to win praise, but he had