Yin Yu observed his surroundings and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
He once had ideals and ambitions too.
But after being tormented repeatedly by the Holy Daughter Ran Bi and Lord Priest Luo Meng, his spirit had been almost completely crushed.
Even the system had grown lazy and hadn't spoken to him in days.
Yin Yu understood.
His dream of dominating the world, he no longer dared to dream it.
Now, all he wanted was to survive.
After all, he was at the Golden Core Stage now, with a lifespan of five hundred years; if he could just cling on, it would still be better than his previous life.
Moreover.
Yin Yu had also realized.
The Human Clan was growing stronger, and the Demon Clan might not be the ones to have the last laugh.
He even couldn't help thinking.
If Luo Meng died in the war, would he have a chance to gain true freedom?
If so!
There might be a chance for him to start over.
Yin Yu's eyes flickered, his mind adrift.
