However.
Stepping back, before the catastrophe, out of a global population of six billion, to have such a powerful cultivator emerge is nothing unusual.
The probability is terrifyingly low.
It's like winning the lottery, something that never happens to oneself, yet it did.
"Do you know this person?" Fang Yu asked again.
"Not much... but Brother Yu, why are you looking for this person? We've got several brothers here, you just give the word, aren't they just a bunch of little demons? I can piss on them all to death," Chen Daotian said.
Fang Yu laughed and said:
"I know your cultivation is not bad either. You'll be used sooner or later, just not needed for now... There are millions of demons... How many can you kill alone? Killing demons is easy, but ensuring that the Huaxia world is not harmed, now that's the hard part."
Upon hearing this.
Chen Daotian couldn't help but feel a surge of alarm.
Millions of demons.
