Li Xiuzhu laughed: "Are you going to kill me now? Kill me, the one who defies you?"
Zhou Bai took a deep breath: "Stop the Sky Flipping Sect's plan, and I won't kill you. I will imprison you to let you see your mistakes, to see the world I have changed."
Li Xiuzhu continued to laugh, countless memories of monsters flashed in his eyes, the memories and thoughts of generations of Ying Long surged in his mind, and large parts concerning Qing Yun and the Demon Saint constantly flashed before his eyes.
"Zhou Bai, you know? The demon bloodline has an advantage, which is the ability to continuously inherit memories."
"Zhou Bai, is your power really reliable?"
"Temporary ease will only result in future suffering."
"And we humans will establish our own technical systems, build our own civilization, develop our own power... We don't need to fully rely on you."
