"And the lineages that started all this will inevitably rise to power by then. Their ultimate target is me."
Dongfang Sansan said, "The worst possible outcome is that they drive me out, topple Wind, Rain, and Snow, strike down all the forces supporting us, and divide them... In this way, this Guardian Continent would essentially be rebuilt."
"Then they'll erase all the heroes' deeds and destroy all the history... Heh..."
Dongfang Sansan said, "If I were the one orchestrating this, it would absolutely reach that point. Without lifting a finger, I could make all of you lose heart and withdraw on your own."
"In truth, they never expected to defeat us completely. It would be enough just to make us lose heart."
"Do you still think what happened with Fang Che is a minor matter?"
"The true purpose of these people... Their ambitions are truly enormous."
Dongfang Sansan asked languidly.
With only a few words, Xue Fuxiao was drenched in sweat.
He stared wide-eyed, his gaze almost completely unfocused.
This time, he did not refute her, because he could not.
Whatever Dongfang Sansan had deduced had to be the truth.
Xue Fuxiao had watched the entire matter from beginning to end. He saw even more clearly than anyone else on the continent how everyone had fallen into a frenzy, caught fire, and gone mad.
This was a surging tide sweeping across the entire world!
There truly was no one who could withstand it! Not even a peerless hero with invincible prestige could stop it! Never mind the distant future—for once the storm rose, even if the gods came down, they could not protect Wind Emperor, Yang Luoyu, and Dong Changfeng. They were doomed to die! Not a single one of the people in the southeast, such as Zhao Shanhe and