"Speak, give me a reason not to kill you." Feeling the touch of a fist against his nose, the Respected God-hidden felt his heart almost leap from his chest, which was soon replaced by the joy of a narrow escape.
'The divination has not been mistaken; this man is a Saint who takes the stability of the world as his mission. He will never allow the destruction of the Ten Thousand Realms.'
If he wants to save Ten Thousand Realms, then I won't die.
"Being the Heavenly Dao, the more worlds I rule, the stronger I become. Why should I dig my own grave and let the Immortal Realm destroy the Ten Thousand Realms?"
"All actions were out of necessity."
Jiang Li raised his eyebrow; the Respected God-hidden wouldn't destroy the world for no reason.
"Do you know how I came to be?" the Respected God-hidden counter questioned.
