"Sorry, but if figures like you and me joined forces, wouldn't everyone else be left without the slightest hope? Only through struggle can there be progress. I would very much like to test the edge of the Divine Sword."
Faced with this former Demon Emperor's threats and temptations, Xiang Yang remained utterly unmoved. Instead, he spoke in a tone almost like a joke.
Just as he said, if the three of them truly colluded together, the world would be completely stripped of hope. Perhaps in the distant future, this high-martial world where martial arts flourished would gradually become like Earth, its spiritual energy depleted and martial arts no more.
As the host who had inherited the martial fragment that was the Wordless Book, Xiang Yang was meant to promote martial arts and safeguard them. How could he ever commit an act of destroying or severing martial arts?
It was like asking an upright police officer to commit a crime. Wasn't that simply seeking death?
This was a fundamental matter of principle. There could be no retreat, and this was also the fundamental conflict between him and the Demon Emperor.
The other party wanted to shatter the void, which meant dealing this world a ruthless blow. The result would be as mentioned before: the decline of martial arts. Xiang Yang, on the other hand, could wait until he had accumulated enough, then use the Wordless Book to travel to another world and begin a new life.
Perhaps it was unfair. Perhaps if Xiang Yang had not possessed the Wordless Book, he truly would have made the same choice as the Demon Emperor. But there were no perhapses and no ifs in this world. He truly had towering fortune, with the Wordless Book at his side, far luckier than either the Demon