smack...
Evil Spirit Du Wei casually closed the red door behind him.
He didn't leave.
An envelope was circulating beside him.
A shadow stood behind him.
Everything seemed so natural.
Now, Evil Spirit Du Wei was resurrected.
He realized the risks of assimilating a Demon God, and also discovered that someone had stolen Valak's power.
Therefore, this path was not very viable.
With his personality, his pride, he would never choose to continue on this path, even if Armored Divinity Ascension was his own creation.
"No," he said.
"It might not have been created by me."
Evil Spirit Du Wei touched the mask on his face.
His pitch-black eyes turned colder and colder.
"All external power, all external abilities, are undesirable."
"There is no power that doesn't come at a price."
"From the beginning, I disliked this world; its multitude of rules restrained me."
"I can accept them, but I can't acknowledge my own weakness."
