Hearing Di Xie's words, Gu An could only follow with a sigh.
Escape to the sea?
What a joke!
Gu An didn't understand Di Xie's mentality, but he felt that after the extinction of the eight dynasties' Human Race, the next to suffer would be the demons.
The prophecies of the past proved this point—when the land was overrun with demons, powerful Cultivators would come.
Feed humans to demons, feed demons to humans?
Switch it around, and it's no longer kin slaying kin, and the Holy Land remains worshipped by both races.
Gu An chatted with Di Xie intermittently, his gaze never leaving the Heaven-Repairing Platform, weighing whether or not to take action.
After all, he still had some time before reaching the million-year Life Span milestone.
If he were to break through now, he could undoubtedly advance to a Great Realm, but he was more interested in unlocking the next function of his Life Span.
