Su Chen cupped his hands.
Chen Xuan drove the carriage, heading straight on.
In the distance, figures with obscured faces belatedly arrived.
Mr. Sword had arrived as well.
"He is stronger than you."
Mr. Sword looked at his arch-rival and said with a smile.
"Hah."
"What's there to be smug about?"
"He's stronger than you, too."
"Besides,"
"He practices my methods. You could say he's half a successor of mine."
Old Demon Gujue sneered, retorting in kind.
Then, the two of them fell silent, their gazes fixed on the direction the carriage had gone, and beyond that, on the distant Zhu Country—the place where the battle against the heavens was about to erupt.
"Do you think he will win?"
"Ever since its birth, Celestial Will has sealed heaven and earth to maintain the stability of this World in the Palm, blocking the path to the true Human World…"
"It even made the people suffer, all so their Human Spirit Energy would return to the world…"
