"Heaven, why are you being so unfair to my demon clan? I only have one year left to live; do we have no place in this world?
But I won't accept my fate; even if I only have one year left, I'll eliminate all the human sects in this desolate region. This land will ultimately belong to my demon clan."
Just as the demon saint was roaring against the injustice of fate, Liang Sheng's eyes lit up at this revelation of the demon saint's remaining lifespan.
So the ratio of his curse on the demon saint was 500 years to one year. Since he had already used up 4500 years of his lifespan, why should he be afraid of gambling with another 500 years!?
Let's do it!
Thus, in the next moment, Liang Sheng consumed another 500 years of his lifespan, causing the demon saint, who had been lamenting to the sky, to suddenly stop. He then fell to the ground.
Bang!
