After withdrawing his fist, Wang Lu wiped the bloodstain on his hand with the rock wall, and then said, "I actually have no feelings for the demon race. Whether they have flesh and blood or whether they are heartless or not, I do not care. Because after the great war of immortal and demon, there's basically no chance to see them. Those small demons are also not big enough for us to deal with… Hey, don't look at me like that. You look as if I am being ignorant and indifferent to this. I am not the lead disciple of Shenjing Sect, so I don't have to take the initiative to assume the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of the immortal cultivation world."
Wang Lu said with a rather ironic smile, as if the rise and fall of the immortal cultivation world was an extremely ridiculous thing to him.
