Lord Fu Jun raised his eyes and swept them across the entire Silver Moon World. Everything here fell within his sight. He saw the place Fengdu Great Emperor had once left behind, then took a single step. His figure seemed to cross dimensions, without the slightest trace of mortal dust, arriving directly at those ruins.
Looking at everything that remained here, Lord Fu Jun could not help but smile.
"Fengdu, just as I thought, you were never as stubbornly opinionated as outsiders believed."
Lord Fu Jun's smile carried a touch of gratification.
Different ideals were still different ideals, but everyone's faith had always been the same.
Fengdu Great Emperor's ideals differed from his, yet he had rationally chosen to place his bets on multiple sides. He had not stubbornly clung to his own thoughts, nor had he believed that only he himself could be right.
Yet on the surface, they had still fought and fought and fought. Their differing ideals had caused the Ancient Underworld to split apart.
The Ancient Underworld split, then dragged the Ancient Heavenly Court into splitting over those same differing ideals. Even the Three Heavenly Emperors began plotting against one another over their respective problems, forming grudges, cracks, and contradictions.
And throughout it all, those two fellows everyone saw as mortal enemies had never once communicated about it.
I won't tell you what I truly think, so no trace of it will ever appear in this world. No matter who I face or what I do, I will smash your head to pieces—but I know you understand.
You won't say it either. You'll even make me see my own brains, but you know I understand too.
By this day, the struggle of ideals that everyone had firmly believed in had, from the very beginning, been a