The Asura race has existed longer than any other race. The Asura race is the embodiment of the dark side abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, which is why it is reborn time and time again.
Wu Jiu: "The Asura race from tens of millions of years ago was utterly innocent."
Yan Jiu: "Uh, you mean the existence of the Asura race is reasonable?"
Wu Jiu neither shook her head nor nodded; she simply said, "Even without the Asura race, other races would act as evildoers."
Yan Jiu asked the question she really wanted to know: "Can you tell me who the Asura King is first?"
Wu Jiu countered with, "What do you think?"
Yan Jiu stated the judgment she received from the system: "Lang Zongyi is the reincarnation of Turanyi, but neither of them resembles the Asura King."
Wu Jiu then asked, "In your eyes, what should the so-called Asura King look like?"
Yan Jiu fell silent.
Indeed, no one has defined what the Asura King should look like.
So, is Lang Zongyi really the Asura King?
Wu Jiu rarely showed his mischievous side: "The person we love is indeed the Asura King, but if I told you that the Asura King is not just one person, guess who the other one is?"
Yan Jiu: "..."
It couldn't be her, could it?
Her doubts had just surfaced.
Wu Jiu nodded: "Apart from the Heavenly Dao, no one knows that before becoming a god, the Supreme God was the king of the Asura race."
Every race has its strong members.
The Asura race is no exception.
As the longest-existing, most powerful, and unpunished race of the Asuras, the Heavenly Dao must choose a suitable weapon, and the Asuras are the best, without exception.
The Heavenly Dao chose the extremely wicked Asura to become the Supreme God in order to maintain balance.
The gods of the Nine Heavens knew the Supreme God's character well. They knew that the Supreme God was born from chaos, but they did not know that before the Supreme God entered chaos and became a god, he was an Asura.
Yan Jiu cut to the chase: "Why become the supreme god? What did Heaven promise?"
Wu Jiu thought for a moment and said, "The Supreme God believed the promise of a bright future for the Asura race."
Yan Jiu: "..."
The promises made by Heaven are empty words.
No wonder they believed it.
That is, after all, the way of Heaven.
Who could have imagined that Heaven was so cunning, having decided from the very beginning to have the Supreme God wipe out the Asura race?
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