"Ancestor, I made an agreement with the Star God five hundred years ago to assist him in transcending. This time, crossing into the Netherworld Realm, I have the protection of the Star God and have no fear of losing my life!" Zhao Sheng patiently persuaded.
But Zhao Xuanjing remained unmoved, shaking his head, "Outcasts from our race have alien hearts! Whether it's the Star God or the Blood God, both regard mortals as ants, their intentions inscrutable and beyond our understanding! What if..."
Zhao Sheng decisively interrupted, "There is no what if! Ancestor, you needn't try to dissuade me further. My heart is set, and this matter concerns my future path. The agreement with the Star God must be fulfilled."
