Lin Xiao didn't understand. It sounded pretty good, so why wasn't he willing?
What was he not satisfied with?
"But the soul in the Demon Lord's current body has a bit of a problem!" the Dark Archmage's head stated mercilessly, "It's lacking a screw! If I die, he will become the main body, and that's the worst-case scenario!"
"And if he dies, you become the main body?" Lin Xiao inferred.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"It's a pity you mentioned it, he achieved sainthood with his physical body, which is regrettable because he can't die."
Lin Xiao spread his hands. He was just stating the truth. If someone had achieved physical sainthood, and the Demon Lord represented the physical body, what could be done? In any case, he couldn't be killed.
At least, not by him currently. He didn't know if his future self or the Grandmaster would be able to, or perhaps that Qi cultivator might know.
"..."
The head calmed down and, after some thought, it seemed to understand. Just like for the past ten thousand years, it had been dismembered and sealed every thousand years, while the Demon Lord was the entire seal, and primarily the soul seal.
The physical body could not be sealed.
"Anyway, you can't kill me for now." The head quickly said, "If you kill me, this last epoch will end."
"Fine."
Lin Xiao indeed couldn't destroy this Dark Archmage for the time being. "If you are killed, he won't have enough refining materials."
"Refining materials?"
The head was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that this guy had a celestial artifact on him, and a part of him was inside that artifact!
It had been refined into a celestial artifact by that guy!
A madman, he was truly a madman!
The head stared at Qi Tian and suddenly said, "Are you his disciple?"
"Who?"
"A Qi cultivator, skilled in refining."
"No."
Qi Tian shook his head and denied it. He hadn't taken any master.
"Impossible, your celestial artifact clearly contains some of his refining techniques." The Dark Archmage's head said with great certainty. He could see the techniques clearly. Traces of that guy were too obvious. Billions of years ago, too many celestial artifacts were forged with such techniques to fight against him.
He had even been killed on the spot.
It was precisely because he was killed that "he" descended upon the world again, almost destroying it once more.
The Three Realms were almost completely reshuffled. Among them, the Human Realm entered a brand new era, starting from scratch.
Therefore, he remembered very clearly that this refining technique represented death to him.
"Oh, you mean this. We exchanged ideas, and I deduced some of the techniques." Qi Tian suddenly realized, "But now it seems, it was he who intentionally let me deduce these techniques."
He was, after all, an exceptional genius and instantly understood the problem.
Naturally, that Qi cultivator had deliberately used his methods to teach him these refining techniques.
He had gone to great lengths.
"Then that's right."
The head's tone carried a hint of nostalgia and also a trace of hatred. "Those Qi cultivators back then were too monstrous. If not for achieving physical sainthood, I truly don't know how we would have dealt with them. He actually survived... If there's a chance, I really want to thank him properly for that friendship from ten thousand years ago."
The word "friendship" was emphasized heavily, and even from within the seal, one could feel his hatred and anger.