The northward journey of those years.
The entire Demon Country was slain by Zhao Chunyang.
The north-south battle progressed to such an extent that if even one of the Three Religions Ancestors had still been around, they would have already intervened at the borders.
In terms of ultimate strength, the Demon Country is not afraid.
Sun Eater Venerable is self-aware; indeed he is not Zhao Chunyang's match, but Heavenly Phoenix Palace and Great Ape Mountain both have two old fellows remaining unseen.
If Zhao Chunyang truly dares to come north.
Then all he needs is to delay a moment within the Lifebound Cave Heaven of the Erosion Sun Swamp…
This battle would then be reversed.
"Time truly is an incredible thing."
Cui Zhen sighed deeply, remarking again: "With the passage of time, wounds heal. People will always forget the most painful wounds of the past, also forgetting the most feared enemies of yesteryear."
"…"
The red-robed demon on the throne fell silent at the words.
