The only way to unite the Human Race was to use overwhelming force to destroy the aristocratic clans and rebuild the order.
But no one in the Human Race had the strength to do that now. Not even Yue Canglan or Fang Chen.
Fang Chen knew that letting things continue this way would be disastrous for the Human Race, but he had no desire to devote his energy to it. Even if the Ye Family Members agreed to hand over Ye Qingci's Nirvana Immortal Eyes and Kirin Arm, he had no intention of making peace with the Ye Family. He wanted to wipe them out.
Many factions bore grudges against one another. Those problems were difficult to resolve.
Unless the Devil Race truly invaded the Human Race and massed an army at its gates, these factions would never set aside their grievances and interests to join forces.
Fang Chen knew his limits. He had never entertained such an idea and would not waste his energy on it. His goal was simple: build up the Glazed Sword Sect.
Yue Canglan was different from Fang Chen. He was always weighed down by worry, always thinking about how to unite the Human Race.
A little while later, Yue Canglan brought Fang Chen into a stretch of Chaos Space. There, Fang Chen saw an enormous Ancient Pagoda standing amid the chaos. It rose more than ten thousand zhang high.
Above the entrance to the first floor, three large characters were written on a plaque: "Chaos Pagoda."
"Is that the Chaos Pagoda? It's incredible!"
Fang Chen looked up at the enormous pagoda. The pressure it exerted on him was far greater than that of the Chaos Bell.
Yue Canglan smiled faintly. "That's right. This is the strongest Emperor Weapon of the Chaos Holy Land—the Chaos