After the simulation ended, Su Xing furrowed his brow.
"The great calamity is near, and there are many traitors among the Human Race!"
Su Xing felt a bit helpless; such things as human traitors are unavoidable in any era.
After all, it's a fact that the Foreign Race is stronger than the Human Race.
Those formidable experts who have cultivated for countless years naturally don't want to die and disappear and also wish to glimpse the path to immortality.
Betraying the Human Race was also within expectations.
"This Human Race traitor hides extremely well, not showing any flaw even when we were about to die."
"It seems that simulating up to year eighteen hundred is near our temporary limit..."
Su Xing shook his head slightly; if he avoided this crisis, he might cultivate for a few more hundred years.
But there's no need for that, as he lacks Flesh Essence, making his power enhancement slow.
Secondly, Su Xing also needs the power of the Inferior Demon Armor to advance further.
