"The ancient battleground was one of the reasons people braved the misty border," Un Lao said. "It is also the reason my friends and I went there in the past. Even though the ancient battleground only contains broken weapons, they were tools used by Devil Realm cultivators. Such tools, even if broken, would still be treasures for people like us."
"Is the ruler from the myth the same as the current ruler of this world?" Amon asked.
"The ruler of this world never changes since time immemorial," Xou Liang answered.
"To be able to fight the ruler, his opponent must be one hell of a cultivator. Even if he lost, his name must be famous."
"Actually, it was our ruler who lost."
Amon turned to Xou Liang with a creased forehead.
"Well, that is what the myth says anyway," Xou Liang said. "No one can truly confirm its truth."
"It must be false then," Amon said. "If the ruler lost, shouldn't the throne of this world be passed to the winner already?"
