"I am known as the Skeleton Saint. In my prime, the war between the gods and demons resulted in my defeat, and I've been sealed here for over a million years," said the Skeleton Saint calmly to the little skeleton, anger no longer present in his tone. His earlier outburst had made him realize a harsh truth - that he was no longer the imposing figure of his past.
One of the main reasons for his composure was that this little skeleton was the first undead to enter the seventh layer of the Demon Tower in a million years! If he killed it, who knew how long he would have to wait for the arrival of the next one.
Seeing the enormous skeleton, who now claimed to be the Skeleton Saint, accepting the cruel reality, Su Ran languidly pulled out a coffin to use as a chair, quietly listened to the Skeleton Saint recount the secrets of the gods and demons from years past.
As it turned out, sitting on a coffin was a trick he had learned from the crafty merchant Yin Si.
