The Hundred Beast Garden was tragically ransacked by enemies, leaving only two young immortal attendants at the gate and a few monster cubs. Zhao Xixiang, a world-class chef, was summoned as a dest...
Long Qingyang's originally powerful voice was corrupted by the Tai Sui, making it sound dull and hoarse.
It's like an old man with hoarse vocal cords speaking while spitting out phlegm.
Lin Che ignored him and sat cross-legged inside the water enclosure with his eyes closed.
Long Qingyang: "Do you know about the Tai Sui? Millions of years ago, spiritual energy was also regarded as demonic energy, polluting the mortal realm. It was the Tai Sui's relatives who were the first to fight against spiritual energy. They tried to devour spiritual energy, wanting to restore the mortal realm to its original state, but they were misunderstood as ferocious beasts by foolish mortals! The Way of Heaven is the Way of Heaven. The tide has turned, and even if you are the Water God, you cannot change it! Why fight a losing battle?"
Lin Che sighed softly, his voice cold: "I am a god, you are a demon, you will never understand the meaning of my existence."
"Heh!" Long Qingyang laughed in a murky voice, his demonic tentacles trembling along with him. "Your power is almost gone, it's only a matter of time before I devour you. I can wait, but you will be abandoned by the Immortal Realm!"
Lin Che remained silent for a long time before chuckling softly, "Then let's wait for the sun to rise, and you and I will be dried out together by the sun."
Long Qingyang realized his strategy and angrily attacked the water shield with black demonic energy.
Daylight broke.
For the subterranean monsters, dawn represents a chance for survival, but for these two gods and demons, it is nothing short of a death warrant.
The Tai Sui began to crumble from its false feet, and Long Qingyang urged his demonic energy to seal off the damaged areas.
Lin Che transformed back into a drop of water, glowing brightly within a water sphere enveloped in demonic energy.
The spiritual energy is about to be exhausted.
He has no regrets.
With all the gods in this world corrupted by demonic energy, this outcome seems to be inevitable.
"Bang bang—"
A knocking sound came from below the water cover.
The girl in the orange dress with wide sleeves ignored the black demonic energy and patted it as if she were picking out a watermelon.
"You are that mortal!" the core of the Tai Sui fleshy plant asked in fear, "How did you get in?"