Xin Xichen solemnly glanced at Blue Star in the distance, then began explaining the basic principles of this era:
"Since you've come to this land, this foreign place, let me introduce you to its basic situation."
"All Celestial Phenomenon Esteemed Immortals are gods of destruction."
"To maintain the health of the ecosystem, they won't allow resources to become concentrated. They can't let eighty percent of the world's resources fall into the hands of two percent of the strongest High-dimensional True Immortals."
Ning Zheng understood.
How terrifyingly high was the energy level of a True Immortal powerhouse?
Once eighty percent of the world's resources were concentrated in the hands of two percent of the powerhouses, the entire high-dimensional universe would inevitably be picked clean, leaving no flowers or trees, no rivers or skies, and no spiritual energy.
There was no need to think about that scene to know it would be a wasteland as far as the eye could see.
"So this world needs decay." Xin Xichen said, "I spent some time with them, and that's what they told me."
"They told me to become a tyrant to my heart's content, without any scruples. Destroy river systems, distort space and time, overturn timelines."
"Go and casually exterminate every weed, destroy every planet, and butcher every powerhouse that climbs up."
"As Celestial Phenomena—storms, thunder, floods, and disease—our mission is to kill. We are the will of nature, warning those civilization parasites that excessively damage the environment."
"Even if excessive destruction wipes out all living beings, it doesn't matter. Once destroyed, they'll grow back."
Ning Zheng raised his brows. "And you believe them?"
"What they said does make sense. I only believe in my own judgment." Xin Xichen said, "Recently, I've become a new natural disaster. I've already destroyed more than thirty large