It Was All a Conspiracy

I thought she had died—died completely. I never expected that one day I would meet her again.

"Who would have thought? It's been a long time." I looked at her and let out a cold laugh. I gripped Chaosbreaker, already prepared to attack at any moment.

As far as she was concerned, no amount of caution was excessive. She was a terrifying being who had reached the peak of humanity in both power and intelligence.

She was no longer human. Calling her a demon would not be an exaggeration.

From merely the fragments of her memories, I already knew how terrifying she was. I knew how powerful she truly was.

"You're still alive," I said.

"Did you not want me to live?" the woman asked.

"I didn't want you to live. You should have died long ago. Or perhaps you should never have existed at all," I said.

"You're truly heartless." The woman looked at me, her eyes filled with reproach. I remained unmoved, my expression utterly indifferent.

At that moment, I had made up my mind.

Gripping Chaosbreaker, I looked at her and asked, "Did you create the Spirit Realm?"

"Yes, I created the Spirit Realm." The woman nodded.

Her words made Chen Kehan and the others suck in a cold breath. They had never imagined that a place like the Spirit Realm had actually been created by the woman standing before them.

"Why did you create it?" I asked.

"This is a hunting ground—a hunting ground unlike any before it," the woman said.

"I knew it would be something like this." I looked at her coldly. "No matter how long you've lived or how many lofty excuses you have, everything you do is ultimately for yourself."

"What else could I do?" The woman looked at me and sighed.