"If you hadn't killed two of my human race's most powerful warriors, both paths would have been much easier," Wu Guiren sighed, feeling sorry for your impulsiveness.
"Advanced a thousand years ago? That means two thousand years ago, you were at most at the early stage of the Overlord realm, or even the perfected Celestial Realm realm, right?"
Yun Shou noted down the name: "I also feel it's a great injustice. A single wrong decision by a supreme being could cause him to lose what should have been a glorious future."
You sneered, remaining silent. Wu Guiren, knowing your choice, slapped you until you were nearly dead, then bound you to a lower realm with heavy Yuan energy shackles.
[Without food or drink, your vital energy is pitifully depleted. The shackles of your vital energy seal it away, piercing through your bones and preventing you from moving more than ten steps, forever locking you in one place.]
Every year, officials from three different regions will come to inspect the strength of the shackles, among other things.
[That was a late-stage Overlord, named Luo Yong. He was Wu Guiren's eldest disciple and possessed the "True Martial Sacred Body," a precious sacred body that enhances martial arts comprehension, increasing it by 150%!]
[While it doesn't increase strength in the slightest, it represents the potential to go even further in the future; its value is equivalent to a "Six-in-One Combat Body."]
In 5013, Luo Yong frequently observed and shook the shackles, tearing at the wounds between your bones. He leaned down, staring at you, bound to the mountainside.
"Senior Yun, my master and I truly admire you, but only your downfall can pave the way for my success!"
[His eyes gleamed with ambition: "Do you know that I was born in the Azure Domain after the Great Cataclysm? I'm only four hundred years old, and to have reached this point in this desperate era—I have hope!"]
"In this era where conquerors despair and supreme beings fall silent, I will become the first fourth-realm supreme being born in this new era!"
[In the year 5087, at the age of 2232, your life finally came to an end.]
"In my youth, I only wanted to retire peacefully. I was once a prominent human, and a true king stood up for me. Even after being deposed, I had my adopted son Bei Chenguang, and Wu Hu Hu stood up for me... and then there was Chu He Shang."
You felt your first half of life was legendary, but that Devouring Beast, those short-sighted, fame-hungry overlords, and that newly born Martial Supreme turned your last few centuries into a joke.
"You know it's a joke, you old geezer!" you mumbled, half-asleep.
"You coward, you old idiot, you've lived your whole life like a robot, it must have been really tough for you!"
You feel your power draining away, yet paradoxically, it's also growing stronger.
"Old man, it's time to make way for the young people!"
The voice continued to shout.
Close your eyes.
Open your eyes.
[The most powerful and extraordinary true demon in history has been born.]
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