"Little Gang, are there any more of your kind on this Ancient Continent?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked the Ancient Demon Spirit.
Wang Xiaogang replied, "Big Brother, I'm not sure about that either. Before I was sealed, my kind had already been hunted to near extinction by the great sages, with very few left. After I was sealed, I only heard bits from human cultivators about my race, saying the ancient demons had gone extinct on the Ancient Continent."
Wang Xiaoqiang shook his head and said, "I think some still exist. Your emergence is the strongest rebuttal to that claim, isn't it?"
Wang Xiaogang said, "Yes, so when I heard such news back then, I found it very amusing, thinking to myself, 'I'm still alive, and yet you say such things. It's so childish.'
Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I think, even if there are your kind, they must be in a sealed state. It would be difficult for us to find them..."
