"After the Ancient Era, you didn't kill any of the Human Race, which means, during the Ancient Era, you did?"
Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, not taking the words of the six Demon Clan gods to heart.
"Fellow Daoist, why obsess over the past? The Ancient Era has already ended, and we should now look forward, join hands, and together resist the Demon Clan—that is the righteous path."
"There are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests. In the Ancient Era, we indeed were enemies, but as times change, now we share a common enemy. There's no reason we can't cooperate."
The Demon Clan gods each spoke up, hoping Jiang Chen would cast aside past hatred and join hands with them to stand united against the Demon Clan.
Jiang Chen found this amusing. These six Demon Clan gods spoke as if they were sincere. One who didn't know any better might actually believe they had betrayed their own kind and were now intent on an unending struggle against the Demon Clan.
