The saddest thing in the world was not death, but being alone in eternal life.
In the long river of time, it was truly the saddest thing if only you could live indefinitely, while your relatives, friends, and loved ones around you died one after another in front of your very eyes, and you could not reverse all this.
Shen Yanxiao thought that the lack of affection of the gods might be a good thing. Because if they had a sentimental disposition, they would have been tortured and driven mad by this eternal life.
"Do you remember that I once said that I was not the first War God." Xiu said.
"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded her head.
