Long Ao found it hard to imagine just how brutal the war of the gods must have been all those countless years ago.
Here lay the corpses of over a thousand Divine Dao Martial Artists. This meant that countless years ago, far more than just a thousand Divine Dao Martial Artists had participated in that great war.
"Dark Qilin, if even you can't obtain the inheritance here, what makes you think I can?"
"Of course you can't. But we can leave first and tell the Qilin God what's happening here. I believe that with the power of our race, we can definitely obtain this inheritance—the inheritance of the gods."
Before Fire Qilin could speak, the Dark Qilin, Dark Night, continued, "As a member of the Qilin Race, are you telling me you're unwilling to do something for the Qilin Race?"
'Shameless.'
Long Ao cursed viciously in his heart. He knew exactly what the Dark Qilin was trying to do.
