"The upper echelons of the Righteous and Evil Dao fought a battle. The Righteous Dao gave ground, which means they took a loss in a clash with the Demon Dao..."
When he heard Senior Brother Jin Yun's words, Lin Chang'sheng felt a chill in his heart.
If they hadn't taken a loss, why would they back down?
Think about it, Demon Cultivators are now roaming ten thousand miles deep into the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm. That means, just a year ago, the attack on Liuyun Immortal Sect—no one's going to pursue it anymore? Just like that, it's swept under the rug!
If he hadn't been lucky enough to survive, if he'd died back then, wouldn't that mean he'd died for nothing?
At that moment—
Lin Chang'sheng felt a sense of urgency!
The Demon Dao flourishing while the Righteous Dao declines—none of that is good news for him!
You have to know, people of the Demon Sect do whatever the hell they want, without any scruples—they'll kill and steal at the drop of a hat!
