"King... King of the Heavenly Realm?" Luo Jue's eyes were filled with endless shock and disbelief, along with a trace of helplessness. He barely stabilized his figure in the void, then gave a wry smile: "Worthy of being the King of the Heavenly Realm, a young monarch... truly formidable! I've lost. Chu Mo, kill or flay me, as you wish!"
Chu Mo smiled: "Between us, there is no deep hatred, why should I kill you?"
Luo Jue lifted his head, gazing at Chu Mo, and after a long stare, he finally sighed deeply: "Old waves are pushed forward by new ones; I really am old now."
After saying this, a defeated aura enveloped Luo Jue. His essence energy weakened significantly. This is the result of a cultivator being completely suppressed.
Those followers of Luo Jue below all watched with heavy hearts, some even couldn't help shedding tears.
This is the change and transition of eras; there will always be new people standing up, replacing the old, and taking over the positions of the old.
