An Opportunity for Otherworldly Emergence

Wenren Sheng had Big Cat return to the roof of Bauer's family home on its own, then severed their mental connection.

Recalling what he had just seen, he shook his head slightly.

The people of Heaven's Mandate Society still lacked someone truly wise.

Their idea was not bad, but they had failed to solve one crucial problem—who would guarantee that the Grandmaster Level Otherworldly User they exhausted themselves to create would not betray them in the end?

After all, an individual's heart was the most unreliable thing there was.

Only by gathering into a collective could it become stable.

From what they had said, it seemed they knew of a holder of the Seed of Wrath.

They were merely a collection of Ordinary People who did not understand the Mysterious Realm. They would most likely waste their efforts and might even benefit their enemies.

Wenren Sheng could even guess that the people of Eagle Fort would deliberately stand aside and wait to reap the rewards at the end.

Pitiful.

He could not help recalling those abyssal days from his previous life, when there had been no way out in sight and he had hit walls everywhere. Only after crashing into every wall had he finally clawed his way out through seas of blood and accumulated foundations.

Yet the despair facing the Miken People in this life was even greater.

Because the abyssal forces they faced far surpassed those of the side of light.

And Wenren Sheng would never lend a hand out of mere pity.

He might offer slight support to a few useful pawns to complete his own mysterious events, but he would never shake the overall situation.

It was simple. Since the Patrol Division that governed Eastern Continent had chosen a strategy of defending its own territory, there