"The Corrosion Boundary Vine that was uprooted and carried away has become the nourishment for a Demon Race here."
The leader of the Devil Scale Tribe, clad in a snow-white robe with also graying temples, cuts a handsome and dashing figure.
Gazing at the lifeless "World Tree," he couldn't help but sigh, "The Realm God who created this place is indeed extraordinary."
However, Lie Yang gnashed his teeth and said, "Without that Realm God's interference, we would have successfully ascended at least three times!"
Li Bai cracked a slight smile, "It's because he's from the Human Race. Had this Realm God been born in the tribes of the Fifth Realm, we would have taken root in the First Realm long ago."
Lie Yang fell silent for a moment before saying, "That's why the Realm God must die."
Li Bai nodded, "Naturally."
