I am a living immortal.

Chapter 540: Looking Forward to the Fall of the Gods

The Sage King observed everything. This city and its inhabitants were truly remarkable, truly extraordinary. While not as peaceful as the Daoist temple, the spirit of everyone in this city was truly invaluable. Their will transcended material constraints and interfered with the world.

What a powerful spirit this is, what a shocking watch.

Even though the Saint Lord had known about this before arriving, he was still moved. It seemed his choice was not wrong.

This is the first fire that he can ignite, and then with this flame, he can ignite the entire human race.

No wonder, it seems this place is truly important. Even without my presence, they can still survive with their tenacious vitality. As long as there is one person, this unyielding flame will never be extinguished.

This can explain why two big monsters appear here.

This also explains why he was ambushed by the innate gods on his way here.

Indeed, there was a reason why he arrived so late. He encountered an innate deity halfway through, which took a while. Most of the nodes that could change this tributary were under the supervision of the innate deity.

This is no exception.

Generally speaking, the power of the innate gods in this world is enormous, far exceeding that of hundreds of races. Turning defeat into victory is probably not that simple. Di Jun will not watch them turn the tables. He wants the Sage Lord to gather all the living forces and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

The Holy Lord then followed the other party's wishes.

But a being like Di Jun, so high and mighty, looked down upon the world. In his eyes, the people of Sishui City were nothing more than ants. He could never empathize with them, nor could he understand the energy these ants, peering into the sky, could unleash. A single spark can start a prairie fire.

The will of all beings can override the world.

He wouldn't know, nor could he empathize. He was arrogant, and equally superior. He could casually manipulate chess pieces and decide the deaths of tens of millions of people. Such power over life and death is powerful, but it can also be blinded by a single detail.

Emperor Jun didn't see this, but the Heavenly Emperor and the Holy Lord did. Inconspicuous, yet incredibly tenacious, this was will, this was faith.

As the creator of a faith, he was blinded by what he believed to be "correct".

When the Holy Lord thought of this, he suddenly thought of his original body.

Isn't that the case with Su Mu? His path was smooth, preventing him from stepping outside the so-called "correctness" and venturing out to see the wider world. He'd see how his path was perceived by others, and how it had once been perceived by himself. Perhaps he'd find the answer.

Su Mu and Di Jun are now walking on the same path.

But there were also some concerns. If they won this tributary, would it inspire Di Jun? It was inevitable. An old monster like Di Jun, who had lived for who knows how long, simply didn't think about it now. But enlightenment would come sooner or later. If Su Mu could do it, there was no reason why Di Jun couldn't.

Because that's how the human race exists.

The closer one gets to a life-or-death situation, the more one can unleash unprecedented potential. Emperor Jun, looking down from above time, sees the future. Among these countless futures, he will undoubtedly lose to humanity.

After all, the human race itself is one of the protagonists of this era.

Everything has its pros and cons. There are no perfect decisions in this world; it's just a race to the bottom. The Emperor of Heaven and the Sage King are chasing Di Jun, so how could Di Jun stand still?

However, the Holy Lord was certain of one thing, that was Su Mu was walking in front of Di Jun.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Saint King came to fight for the future, weren't they just buying time for Su Mu?

The world was born amidst countless unexpected events; these are the variables and variables. Don't try to control everything; it's impossible to predict everything, and no one can. All we can do now is seize the present moment; looking back will only lead to missed opportunities. Just like now, even though I know it might help Di Jun break through his blind spot, I still do it.

The Holy King looked at the city of Surabaya, which was bathed in sunshine.

The fighters couldn't help but look up. The sky seemed to be getting brighter. The surrounding monsters were retreating. In fact, they had already been afraid, but they kept rushing forward because of Cang.

Now, seeing the dazzling golden light, and without Cang's restraint, they all turned and ran. Cang looked up at the Holy Lord with a faint smile, and his anger also dissipated a lot.

There seemed to be a hint of relief in his cyan eyes. He had been ordered to destroy the city, and now he understood why the innate god hadn't come in person. It turned out he had a bigger target in mind.

Now that this person appears here, the fate of that innate god is self-evident.

"What good luck." Cang said easily.

"Good luck? That's not the case, it's about willpower." The Saint King obviously didn't agree with the other party's statement.

Cang did not argue: "I didn't expect that there is a being like you hidden among the gods. I thought you had already escaped to the Taoist temple."

“Now I know.”

The Sage Lord had a strange feeling about the great demon before him. To say he was kind was a mistake. Although he let it go at first, he ultimately carried out his plan with the intention of slaughtering the entire city.

However, it is not true to say that there is no trace of goodness.

The other party clearly had his own set of calculations in mind. He initially felt pity, so he gave everyone a chance; then he was surprised that this was just a small, struggling city, yet it kept making unexpected moves; and finally, he became furious.

This one was a pure-blooded demon. Perhaps before the war, they could have gotten along, though not become friends. Unfortunately, the situation was no longer like it was before the war, and they no longer had the opportunity to sit down and talk openly.

“You’re going to die.”

Cang nodded: "I know. But I am honored that your appearance allowed me to see the miserable state of those high-ranking guys falling to the mortal world. Just thinking about it makes me feel better. In fact, I don't like them either, but I don't like you either. You are too stubborn and easily broken. You don't know how to give in. I always feel that you will not succeed, and I don't think there is anything wrong with the choice of the demon clan."

"Don't you humans have a saying that goes, 'It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.'"

"There must be a way to retreat. But the fact is that we have reached a dead end and there is no way to retreat." said the Holy Lord.

Cang watched and said nothing.

"Maybe you are right, maybe we are right. But no matter what, at least your appearance gives me some hope, and I sincerely hope that you can succeed." After Cang finished speaking, he collapsed.

"One more thing, I look forward to the fall of the gods once again."