Xi Rong Manor.
Sacred Spirit Esteemed Immortal had come to Ning Zheng's place again to sermonize, his eyes carrying the faintest trace of a smile,
"Do you see it? The people of the world are this ugly. We can't change them, nor can we escape them."
Ning Zheng merely rolled his dead-fish eyes and quietly watched him put on his act, pontificating at length.
Sacred Spirit Esteemed Immortal: "This world is a cage. Destroying civilizations and annihilating the people of the world was not my wish, but you all have reached this point as well."
His voice was extremely methodical, yet carried a certain bewitching quality. "I realized it long ago: only by transcending this universe and reaching a realm above the Esteemed Immortals could it be possible—"
"Otherwise, the Protagonist of the Era, born atop the winds of their own age, would inevitably die atop the winds of the next age as the Protagonist of the previous Era."
Ning Zheng's heart tightened, and his voice grew somewhat hoarse. "Of course I can understand you. If I were in your position, I might do the same thing. I might not even do it as well as you."
This was not a lie, but the truth.
After personally witnessing those two-faced people of the various eras, Ning Zheng suddenly felt that they were not pitiful at all.
The common people of the world were always dull-witted.
They truly needed Heaven's might and the force of nature to mete out retribution!
Just like the earthquakes, tsunamis, and hurricanes in nature during the primitive age, which brought humanity enough destruction to maintain the operation of the ecological chain.
Humanity could not grow without limit.
Humanity needed natural enemies.
And that natural enemy was nature.
After that, Sacred Spirit Esteemed Immortal continued recounting his