Another thirty years passed.
At the peak of a mountain.
"A thousand years of cultivation—I finally made it!"
Assassin Zhuan Lai felt the abundance of Internal Force within him. It had nearly condensed into a Golden Core! That was something from Daoist School legends! Zhuan Lai was delighted.
He could even form an energy wall thirty feet wide! He felt invincible beneath the heavens.
He also believed no one could possibly be his match.
Then Zhuan Lai began slaughtering people everywhere.
He had officially become Wenren Sheng's tool for throwing the Civilization Great Alliance into chaos.
Having temporarily dealt with the demonic sword matter, Wenren Sheng no longer gave it any thought.
He decided to move on to other matters.
In short, if he wanted to deal with this Civilization Great Alliance, he needed to attack from multiple angles.
He had to create more problems for them.
Those people dared to covet his Mother World. That was the path to their deaths.
Naturally, Wenren Sheng had to teach them a lesson. Otherwise, how would he demonstrate his efficacy?
He naturally understood that the problems of major powers always began with internal collapse.
A great family could not be wiped out in one stroke by attacking from outside.
It had to rot from within. Once the upper levels rotted a little, the lower levels would rot all over.
In the end, it would all rot away.
Wenren Sheng recalled a question he had seen on a forum. It was quite interesting.
"If one day you woke up and discovered that you had Superman's powers, what would you do?"
Someone had replied below:
"On the first day, I'd think about reclaiming lost territory, resolving regrets, and making Longhan stronger."
"I'd make it so Longhan men wouldn't need to pay a bride