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The young man in the silver robe smiled faintly and said no more. He glanced at the Crimson God kneeling on the ground before he turned and sped away without looking back.
The Dragon Lord observed this and said to the Demon King of Wan Shan, "Old brother, I'm leaving too, see you later!"
The Demon King of Wan Shan nodded slightly.
The Dragon Lord glanced at the Crimson God and said, "Are you willing to follow me to the Dragon Gate?"
The Crimson God felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He had thousands of years of cultivation and had roamed widely in his early years. He had heard of the demonic forces mentioned by these Great Demon Kings and had also received invitations from them in the past.
However, he did not agree, for the same reason as these Demon Kings, he wanted a more leisurely life.
He had guarded this ancestral river for four or five hundred years, meditating and comprehending the Dao here, with great freedom.
