Although if they really fought, even running a thousand miles wouldn't help, they were simply seeking survival in what they could understand.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to kill me, then do it, why humiliate me like this?"
"Humiliate?"
Gu Wen shook his head and said, "I just want to enlighten you. A true strong man doesn't kill, I want to teach you how to act."
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor was stunned, then laughed heartily, "Do you want to learn from those bald donkeys and try to deliver me?"
"Indeed, I do."
Gu Wen placed his palm on the top of his skull, the little figure in his Qi Sea clasped its hands together, and a wisp of Buddha light appeared.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor felt as if a big hand grasped his Divine Soul, his memories, his original self..., his Dao Heart was as firm as iron, the big hand was like melting iron.
