After Chen Gu heard Kong's words, a look of respect suddenly appeared on his face. If Kong was the object of Chen Gu's admiration, then his biological father was the object of Chen Gu's most respect and even his goal.

But then Chen Gu shook his head and said, "Father has been in seclusion deep in the ancestral land since he was born successfully. He has never come out. He only issued decrees for anything. So I don't know what level he has reached now."

"Each of the Ten Evil Emperor Beasts has peak bloodline. Their innate conditions and luck far exceed those of ordinary creatures. But when they reach that shackle, all beings will become equal. Whether they can break through is no longer determined by the so-called bloodline or aptitude, but by the refinement of the true self. Chance, luck, and opportunity are all indispensable. They can only be understood but not expressed in words."

"In the practice of Taoism, even the creatures with the highest starting point will fail, and the creatures with the lowest starting point will finally step into hope. Before the Tao, all creatures are equal."

Although it was only a faint shadow, there was a truth flowing in Kong's words, and there was an endless loneliness, which made Chen Gu stand in awe after hearing it, as if he had realized something.

"When you were resurrected in the past, I retained a little of your flesh and blood. Today, I used it as the origin to create a brand new rebellious demon. In a sense, he is your direct bloodline." =Cool t craftsman t first 4 shots,?

Kong's words suddenly made Chen Gu seem to understand, and he immediately understood.

"So that's it! I understand, no wonder I have a bloodline induction, and only you, my benefactor, have such a great means to do this. That human cultivator, is he your... descendant?"

Chen Gu's cross-shaped dark gold pupils reflected Ye Wuque tied to the bronze pillar on the top of the heavens and myriad worlds, and he asked this.

As the immortal king, Chen Gu just didn't pay attention before, but now he can see Ye Wuque's extraordinaryness with a little careful look!

"I guess so..."

Kong said lightly, and it was impossible to see whether he was sad or happy, but there was a hint of inexplicable in his tone, as if he was missing something.

"The blood in this boy's body is extremely extraordinary, but it is sealed! What a big deal! It turned out that the seal was set up with the corpse of the Immortal King as the origin! No! This breath that has settled deep in the soul and flesh is too unique. Could it be..."

Chen Gu's cross-shaped pupils burst into a fierce light. Chen Gu carefully examined Ye Wuque, and then seemed to think of something, and his expression was instantly moved!

"If it is really the blood of that clan, how could this boy be in such a weak realm? Maybe this is the handiwork of the benefactor?"

After some investigation, Chen Gu muttered to himself, his eyes surged, and he was shocked, but he did not ask.

Because Chen Gu knew that if he should know it, the benefactor would definitely tell him, and if the benefactor did not say it, he would not say anything.

However, Chen Gu stared at Ye Wuque, and another idea surged in his heart.

Since this boy is the descendant of the benefactor and is from that clan, if there is a chance, he can get close to him.

Immediately, Chen Gu thought of his unborn son, and a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Benefactor, since it is your work, then Chen Gu will not bother you anymore. When I go back to report today's matter to my father, he will be very happy. If the benefactor is free and willing to come to my Tianyao lineage, Chen Gu will definitely welcome you!"

After saying that, Chen Gu once again bowed deeply to the sky!

Immediately, Chen Gu took another deep look at Ye Wuque on the top of the heavens and myriad worlds, and then left.

The heavenly demon is extremely fast and fleeting!

It seems that Chen Gu has never appeared from beginning to end.

The silence of eternity has been restored in this different dimension space. Only the faint shadow stands alone, as if looking up at the sky, and no one knows its loneliness.

On the top of the heavens and myriad worlds, a bronze pillar stands between heaven and earth, and a figure is tied to it, which is Ye Wuque.

And at this moment, Ye Wuque looks... miserable!

There are no birds singing or flowers blooming in this world, only scorching sunshine, whistling and biting gale, and surging rainstorms.

The evil of spring, the burning of summer, the resentment of autumn, and the cruelty of winter!

There is a cycle of four seasons, but Ye Wuque can only feel the most hurtful side of the four seasons.

At this time, he has been tied to the bronze pillar for more than ten years, experiencing wind and sun, the cycle of four seasons, year after year, and has been tortured beyond human form!

Even people who are familiar with Ye Wuque can't recognize him now!

The originally thick black hair has now become gray at the temples, the hair is dull and decayed, without a little luster, and it is stained with countless dust, just like the spirit.

The fair and handsome face has long been corroded by the wind and rain of the years. Now Ye Wuque is skinny, thin as a dry firewood, with sunken eye sockets, and dead skin on his face tightly attached to his face. His lips are cracked and bloody, but because of the repeated cracking, they have already formed blood scabs.

The black iron chains that bound him to the bronze pillar had already grown together with his flesh, and they were indistinguishable from each other. As long as Ye Wuque moved slightly, the iron chains that had grown into his flesh would begin to tear, and in an instant, his flesh and blood would blur. The pain was so severe that it was worse than death.

Now Ye Wuque was like a death row prisoner who could die at any time. His cultivation and strong body had long disappeared. He was tortured into such a miserable state, and it was just the beginning. There were still more than 900 years to endure.

In the past ten years, Ye Wuque repeatedly asked himself whether he could hold on. The answers he got changed from initial determination to slow hesitation, then doubt, and finally to resignation and numbness. Now he is on the verge of despair and collapse.

Wind and sun, four seasons cycle.

These eight words seem plain and ordinary, nothing special, but after really experiencing and feeling it, Ye Wuque knew how terrifying it was!