At this moment, the towering man took a step forward.
Gazing up at the sky, he roared in a deep voice, "Even if I can't, I have my son, my descendants, they will all follow in my footsteps."
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Upon hearing Dugu Baitian's words, the Heavenly Dao laughed and said contemptuously:
"The creatures of this era are about to be devoured by me. Where do you find descendants?"
Unfazed by these words, Dugu Baitian instead laughed heartily and said, "Even if you start the next era and nurture life anew, there will still be people like us. They will inherit my will, and as long as the will does not perish, they are my descendants."
"No matter how many eras you begin, how many cycles of life you foster, countless 'me's will appear."
These words inadvertently struck a nerve with the Heavenly Dao.
Because indeed, at the end of every era, a group of people would rise to resist it.
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