Zi Ming was not foolish enough to believe whatever other people said.
But the problem was...
Ma Ran's words caused all the doubts that had been buried in Zi Ming's heart for years to surge forth.
No matter how disdainful he was of Ma Ran's claims, he could not get around one fatal question—Zi Ming knew very well that he simply did not possess the ability to destroy the Main Universe.
Then what gave him the right to shoulder the great responsibility of destroying the Main Universe?
Besides that, there was another point that had always troubled Zi Ming.
The Main Universe Will had given birth to him, yet had then ordered him to destroy the Main Universe.
Wasn't that strange?
Where in the world was there such a brain-dead, nonsensical logic?
Even if the Main Universe Will itself was insane and muddleheaded, it still made no sense!
This went against the instincts of life itself!
So...
Even though he had not admitted it aloud, deep down, Zi Ming felt that Ma Ran's claim that he was not the True Demon did make some sense.
It could not be called "the truth of everything," but it was reasonable, well-supported, thought-provoking, and convincing.
Zi Ming's silence proved his attitude.
The more deeply he thought, the more he became trapped in a dead end. By filling in the gaps in Ma Ran's script with his own imagination, Zi Ming ultimately crushed himself.
He held on for only a short while before sighing. His eyes closed tightly, the muscles on his face trembling faintly as an expression of pain emerged, making him look utterly listless.
"Tsk... How fragile."
Ma Ran curled his lips and stopped looking at Zi Ming.
At its core, this was a competition for the position!
Having an opponent who