Hate.
Hatred towards Quanzhen.
Hatred towards cultivators.
Even hatred towards all humanity across the world.
These intertwined feelings of hatred took root in Cui Manlou's heart, making the destruction of this realm a deeply ingrained desire.
"What if you know? We're destined to not share the same path, so you wouldn't still hold out hope, would you?"
Su Chengyu shook his head and said, "No, it's just that this made me think of the past, and of a certain someone."
Cui Manlou's brows furrowed tightly; even though Su Chengyu didn't make it clear, and even though at that time he hadn't yet obtained the demonic path's inheritance, it didn't stop Cui Manlou from instantly knowing who Su Chengyu was referring to.
"That's all in the past! The Lord of the Sect chose to relinquish this intense hatred. Since she refused to become the destroyer of you filthy, wretched insects of the old era, I will personally deal with you! I will reshape a brand new world!"
