Demons [6]

10,000 years. Was that a period of time that could be grasped by a human? Was that a period of time that any normal existence would be able to look at and understand?

It wasn't. It wasn't something he would've been able to grasp if he hadn't experienced it himself. 

It had been 10,322 years since his race first arrived in this realm. He knew because he had counted every day of it. 

The Primordial Undying Tree. The rumors about the heavenly treasure superseded it. He had heard of it long before its realm opened to the world. 

Back then, there were no restrictions like the one he was subjected to now. There was nothing limiting the strength of those who entered.

He remembered that day as if it had happened only yesterday. Their race that once boasted millions was reduced to only ten thousand. Oh that day, every single one of them decided to take the risk.