"Some of them belonged to cultivation civilizations and were born able to master Spiritual Energy. Once they reached adulthood, they possessed at least the strength of the Ten Heavens."
"Others belonged to technological civilizations. Their technology was so highly developed that they could even create spaceships capable of crossing the universe. Yet before the Celestials, these races were still insignificant."
"Now, those eighteen thousand races have all become specimens. Do you understand how terrifying the Celestials are now?"
"Yes, it's no wonder the Celestials are called a race that surpasses everything," I said.
"Whether it's the Mysterious Woman or anyone else, those trying to stop the Celestials' invasion are actually merely the most insignificant Celestials. There are only a few truly powerful Celestials. They're figures from the same era as me."
"As long as those figures remain alive, the Celestials cannot be defeated."
I naturally understood what he meant, but the more I understood, the more despair I felt. Because if that was the case, it was simply too cruel.
"Do we really have hope?" I asked.
"We do. As long as we persevere, we can still find a path forward even in endless darkness. We can still pursue the light," Zhang Fan said.
"I have no confidence," I said.
"Then I'll tell you a story," Zhang Fan suddenly said.
"All right." I nodded.
"When I came to your world, I met you. At that time, your younger sister had been killed, while you were facing an invincible Heavenly Venerable."
"At that time, you were no more than an ant. No matter what you did, you couldn't defeat the Heavenly Venerable. Yet you didn't give up, launching attack after attack against him. The Heavenly Venerable didn't retaliate. He merely watched your futile attacks."
"But you never gave up. At that