"The events that followed were very dull, at least in my view," the Demon King no longer wore a smile on his face,
"It was just a group of old fogies relying on their age and slightly higher cultivation, executing a young man who was desperate, who loathed and distrusted the Human Race, who refused to kneel to them or sacrifice himself for them,"
"But they soon discovered Song Ruozhao's will and resentment were too strong, so much that they couldn't destroy his primordial spirit or his peak physical form. They had to seal them separately, using the lingering essence of Daoism over countless ages to suppress Song Ruozhao's primordial spirit and body,"
"What happened later, you know well. The clay statue, the mountain gate, Song Ruozhao was sealed until now, and then set free by you..." the Demon King approached Ling Feng and spoke softly.
Ling Feng quickly distanced himself from the strange Demon King and awkwardly said, "You know all that?"
