"There are still such good things in this world," Xu Zimei replied.
"Like a pie falling from the sky."
"This is not given to you for free," the old man said, "You must suppress the Divine Spirits here before you can receive my power.
Consider it a kind of test.
When you go to Heaven Beyond Heavens in the future, do not disgrace the name of the War God."
"I want to know some things," Xu Zimei said.
"The origins of the Ruins of the Gods, perhaps," the old man guessed, fell silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"I'm reluctant to bring up that period, after all, it was a failure under my leadership.
But if you must know, I hope it won't be spread outside."
"I really want to know," Xu Zimei nodded in response.
"The Mythical Era is vastly different from your current era.
The Great Emperor was not the strongest existence, the Divine Spirits were all extraordinary and sanctified, everything from Refining Void, Divine Passage, to Heaven Venerable.
