That icy face began to flush with angry crimson, as Hong Geng's words evidently had an effect, making Zhao Yuan no longer seem so indifferent and arrogant, but rather more like a sickly and ferocious beast!
"As long as I can become a god, what need is there for anything else? As the Saint Que Emperor, you should be aware that without the support of a Superior God, we cultivators will always be mere mortals, with nothing but a pitiful hundred years of life, which is laughable compared to the eternal existence of the gods," Zhao Yuan said somewhat fanatically.
What is cultivation base, what is realm, in the end, they're no match for the passage of time. Even those cultivated demonic beasts can live easily for a thousand years, yet humans have only a century!
Time erodes; it is the most powerful enemy.
