"You walked out of here? Seriously?"
The Toad said indifferently, "What do you know? This place was once a thriving hub, a center for the exchange of Yin-Yang Studies. Taoists, Buddhists, hermits—the strongest of that era gathered here to combat Evil Demons and Ghost Demons."
Chu Hao asked in surprise, "Aren't you a Toad Spirit? How are you connected to the Divine Palace?"
The Toad retorted with displeasure, "Ignorant mortal, what do you understand? In that chaotic era, Demons, Ghosts, and Evil Spirits all had to choose a side. Otherwise, they wouldn't even know how they died. That's why Ghost Demons could also choose to fight evil and gain recognized status by entering here."
Chu Hao said, "You mean to say, not only humans but also Ghost Demons are here?"
"That's right."
Someone fell from the sky. Chu Hao and the Toad saw the silver-haired Emperor Bai Jiang crash to the ground. He quickly scrambled up, face grimy, cursing under his breath.
