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!
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Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
Frowning slightly, Fang Xingjian kept on scanning the surroundings with his high-dimensional sensory abilities. First, it was the number one magician empire. The remaining seven Doomsday Fortresses felt like seven stars oscillating around, giving him an intense threatening feeling.
Then it was the Gate of Destinies. Fang Xingjian could sense the Venerable Master Zhai Xing's location. He also sensed the several tens of tier nine Divine level experts in the Gate of Destinies.
Aside from them, there was also the man who was talking to him. The level of threat that this person gave him was even stronger than everyone else present added together.
Hearing the guy's question, Fang Xingjian said calmly, "I don't understand what you're saying."
"Is that so?" Yan Feibai smiled. "But I'm not an unreasonable person either." His gaze suddenly turned cold.