"In my humble opinion, there is no need for us to be anxious."
The old monk swept his inscrutable gaze across the crowd, a faint smile appearing on his wizened face.
"The Martial Dao does not grant eternal life!"
As he said this, realization dawned upon everyone present. They couldn't help but clap and cheer, "Exactly! Hahaha! No matter how his Martial Dao pierces the heavens, he ultimately cannot defy fate."
"It's just infuriating that we've had to lie low for so many years."
Some were still indignant. In truth, they had never crossed paths with Zhao Rui, let alone had any conflict with him.
But some people just can't stand to see others in the world who are stronger or more outstanding than they are, and they're always trying to make their presence felt.
Throughout history, villains have often been the ones to eagerly take up the mantle themselves.
