The demon emperor slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently: "I knew from the moment you entered the courtyard." After a pause, he continued: "This is my cultivation place, without my permission, any No one dares to come in. So no matter how loud you make a noise up there, no one will come."

Leng Xuan frowned slightly and said, "Since you discovered me long ago, why didn't you ask someone to take me away? Instead, they led me here." Hearing this, the Demon Emperor moved his sleeves and his figure emerged from the lotus seat. Leaping down, carrying his arms on his back, he said, "I have been cultivating in the past few days, and I have a feeling that you are here, why don't I talk to you." Having said that, he turned his head and said, "Leng Xuan, do you think 'Heaven' What is it?" Facing his question, Leng Xuan looked at him coldly and did not respond.

Seeing this, the demon emperor said to himself: "Some people say that heaven is the reincarnation of fate, and some people say that heaven is the lord of all worlds, and he can control anyone's fate as he wants." After the words were finished, he shook his head and sneered to himself. With a sound, he continued: "Actually, those sayings are just used to deceive those ignorant people. Leng Xuan, you should know that above the mundane, there is the world of self-cultivation, and above the world of self-cultivation, there are more powerful ones. Immortal world. Cultivation is also immortal. The goal of countless cultivators is nothing more than to ascend to immortality, the same age as the sky. However, throughout the modern and ancient times, how many cultivators have successfully ascended to immortality? Very few ." Leng Xuan said coldly, "What are you talking about?"

The demon emperor said indifferently: "In the eyes of the worldly people, we cultivators are the sky, because we can easily change their lives. But, like them, in our eyes, the immortal world that is high above is where the sky is, and they can easily change their lives. Decide our fate easily." Leng Xuan said coldly, "You mean that our fate is in the hands of the fairy world?" The Demon Emperor replied, "No matter where you are, only the strong are qualified to dominate everything. The so-called 'Heaven' is just a synonym for them. In the name of Heaven, who will rule the world, who would dare not to obey? In short, I am not willing to be controlled by others, and I believe that you are the same as me. I have never understood, You descendants of the Heaven-Defying Art, since you are Heaven-defying, why don't you fight against the sky, but fight against me instead? Are you just insisting on the so-called 'righteousness'?"

Leng Xuan said slowly: "In my world, there have been people like you who held the power of life and death and ruled the world. No one dared to obey. However, their results all ended in destruction. Ordinary people are still cultivators. They are born free and should not be ruled by others, let alone hand over their own destiny to others. For thousands of years, I don’t know how many righteous people have followed each other for the sake of freedom and future generations. Continuing, sacrificing myself, to create a peaceful world. No oppression, no struggle. And now, I am, and I do, to fight for that purpose."

Hearing this, the Demon Emperor sarcastically said: "So, you are really great enough." Leng Xuan shook his head and said, "I am not great, in the world of foreign cultivation, there are not a few people like me, only However, they don't have such a prominent identity as me. Demon Emperor, I advise you to give up your ambitions as soon as possible, otherwise, one day, you will pay a painful price for this."