Paradise of Demonic Gods
“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Battling and Clearing Stages
Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
"You've forgotten?"
The two Mage Kings were taken by surprise, "Could it be that the Imperial Preceptor still remembers?"
"Mmm. It's probably that your cultivation is insufficient, so you're unable to recall the details." Fang Xingjian's eyes gleamed, and he looked toward the wordless monument once again, leaving that line drifting in the minds of the two Mage Kings.
"I still need to enter it one more time. The two of you did a good job just now. I still need you to continue staying on guard."
As Fang Xingjian's martial will smashed toward the wordless monument once again, he felt that everything before him were blurry and chaotic. It was as if he was passing through countless time periods and spaces before arriving in a stretch of darkness.
There was no air or sunlight, and the temperature seemed to be kept eternally at approximately negative 270 degrees Celsius. The environment was just as harsh as a vacuum in space.