Others may not understand, but the incense fire Taoist knows that the fire of the God of Suffering cannot be extinguished. If this time it goes out, it will be extinguished forever,
and the Calamity Celestial God will completely fall.
"What if you don't return?" the incense fire Taoist asked again.
"Then I won't return."
The words of the God of Suffering were as firm as iron. He looked down at the Mingjiang land shrouded in flames and thick fog and sighed, "If I completely fall, only then will I, this Heavenly God, truly disperse. If I'm scattered, then so be it. After occupying the Heavenly God Aura for so many years, I've come to understand that the aura should indeed be shared with the young talents of today,
for they are the true guardians of Jing Country now. The eight of us Heavenly Gods who survived through various means have all become hoarders of the aura. Perhaps we've all forgotten... that Heavenly Gods were born in response to the will to protect all beings,
